HAPPY PEE YEAR!

Every year I try to update you on my New Year’s resolutions. We all know that I have not been successful over the years in trying to change some of my annoying behaviors, so this year I am going to focus on just one thing. Surely, I can reach one little goal, one semi unimportant thing that I would like to change. You are probably thinking that I want to be nicer or kinder to those I love. No, that is not my goal. You might think that I want to reach out more to my fellow dogs in peace and harmony and the answer to that one would be no as well. Here is another no: to eat my food more slowly and enjoy the flavors. None of these are even on my radar of goals or things that I want to change. Now that we have ruled those out, let’s get to the real deal, the big salami (yum) and the heart of the matter. 
I CHUCK THE CHIHUAHUA WOULD LIKE TO REVEAL TO YOU THAT MY NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTION IS TO ACTUALLY HIT THE PEE PAD MORE THAN 50% OF THE TIME!
It doesn’t even have to be 90%, but some improvement would make my Mom happy. So, there you go. This is kind of my Mom’s New Year’s resolution for me. I am ok with that since we know all of my resolutions last for about 30 minutes so I don’t feel like I have to be stressed over this. Good luck with your New Year’s goals and if you want to share mine, I would be ok with that too!

THIS PAD IS PRETTY BIG... I CAN DO THIS!

CHUCK
 Temporary Target Practice Expert

WORSE THAN A LUMP OF COAL

WHAT IF I WEREN'T POKING MY HEAD OUT? YOU WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS IN HERE UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Getting me in your stocking is worse than getting the dreaded lump of coal. At least with coal, there is a chance that someone made a mistake or you can just throw it away and hope to do better next year. When you get me, you are getting an entire year of naughtiness and a sure sign that you have been really bad because I am really bad. You are being reprimanded by Santa at the highest level and your entire life will be disrupted. You may get a little break when I am sleeping, but that is about it. The rest of your time will be spent trying to “train” me or to break my bad habits or yell at me with no results. This is the way of life for you if I appear in your stocking. You had better hope that when you come down the stairs Christmas morning you have a pair of socks in your stocking or maybe a candy cane or something else sweet. If it is me, I am not sweet and I do occasionally bite people that I don’t know very well. 

Merry Christmas- (hint: put on some leather gloves when digging around in your big stocking. You never know who might be in there)

CHUCK
Coal Miner

HAM FOR THE HOLIDAYS

I want to promote my newest Christmas Album just in time for the big day. Don’t delay because these things are going to sell like hot cakes (yum). Anyway, this year I have really done something special and as my blog followers you get a little sneak preview of the juicy (yum) hits in store for you….

This is just part of the line up of tunes that you will need to play throughout the holiday season-
“Deck the halls with ham for Chuckie…fa la (yum) la la”  (whatever…)
“We wish you a Merry Ham Fest”
“Grandma wouldn’t have been run over by a reindeer if she would have taken ham to Chuck’s house” (just sayin’)
“Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is for Chuck to eat ham every day” (Yum)

Do you see what I mean? These are some traditional holiday hits hammed up just for you. 

I WILL EVEN DO CAROLING OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE FOR FREE!

CHUCK
Merry Christmas and a Hammy New Year!

WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG...

OOOOHHHHMMMM....HHHAAAAAMMMMM

My blog has been interrupted this week because I am meditating on Santa and on becoming a reindeer. It is my goal this year to finally be accepted to the herd. I can be the best Chihuahua reindeer ever and you know that I am a little bit stubborn. Please know that while I am in this state of mediation, I can actually see myself in front of the sleigh with all of the other reindeer and I am fast like the wind. It really helps to do these visualizations when trying to achieve a goal. I am now seeing myself flying through the night over the roof tops and catching a smell as we go by ….what is that smell? It smells like honey baked ham. Ok forget Santa and the other reindeer. I am getting me some ham. I really like this Zen kind of imagination thing that I have going on right now. All I can say is that the ham smell better be real because if I only imagined it, I will be one depressed reindeer!
CHUCK
The Ham Nosed Reindeer!

CHIHUAHUA SANTA?

I am not sure if this is the real Chihuahua Santa, so I will be nice to him just in case!

It is officially the month of the great Chihuahua Santa Clause. I am now putting my list together and I could not be more excited, well maybe if I won a ham lottery, but I am not even sure there is one of those. Anyway, we all know that I am very naughty and not very nice so you might be thinking that I won’t get anything for Christmas. The beauty of the Chihuahua Santa is that he understands me and my bad behaviors. If given the chance, he would probably bite children and adults too. If you try to take your present out of his paws, watch out! He gets the behavior issues because he has them too. It is hard to fight the old Chihuahua heritage. We were born to be little snarky nippers. Instead of hiding under my blanket, I will be proud of my history and the behaviors that come from it. Once the holiday is over, I will go back to hiding, but not during the month of the Super Snarky Santa. I am all in for some barking and biting. HO HO OUCH (is what you will be saying)
CHUCK
Checking his list six or seven times!

TURKEY DAY MENU

YUM YUM!

I know that every year you are waiting to hear my list of delicious delectable items on my Thanksgiving Day menu. You probably look forward to this more than seeing your family and friends, more than welcoming the holiday festivities and more than watching football on Thanksgiving Day. This year’s line-up will not disappoint you and will probably make you drool like it does me when I am putting it together. Maybe I should say that it will make your mouth water which sounds a little bit less disgusting than the whole drool thing. Ok, here we go…… get out your pen and paper and write these down because you will want them on your table on the big day!

Chuck’s Pecan and Ham Pie Extravaganza- You take a big Pecan Pie and sprinkle some ham on the top and Wa La- this sweet ham treat will be sure to please all of your dessert lovers.

Chuck’s Turkey Goopie Goo- Find a big bowl, put in a large amount of Turkey, dump in some gravy and mush it around with your fingers. You then add some macaroni and cheese baby food and a dollop of ham. Yum Yum!

Chuck’s Turkey Day Surprise- This tasty little dish starts out with some stuffing, cranberries and squash (you can use sweet potatoes too) and mix in a casserole dish. You then add potato chips on top and Milk Bone dog biscuits. Once you have heated this in the oven you can add some cheese on top and then sprinkle with ham or the meat of your choice!

Chuck’s Pupperoni Pie- Fill a pie crust with any variety of Pupperoni (they have original, bacon and chicken flavors available) then mix with cottage cheese and eggs. I like to put in some brown sugar and cinnamon for that extra spice that brings it all together. Super tasty!

Have a Happy Thanksgiving from my belly to yours!
CHUCK

LET'S GET THIS WHOLE PICTURE THING DONE SO I CAN EAT!

NO BLOG FOR YOU!

CAN YOU HEAR ME MEDITATING? I WISH YOU COULD HEAR ME EATING!!!!

You will just have to wait until Thanksgiving Day to get a blog from me. I am hunkered down and waiting for the feast so the creative juices just aren’t built up yet. Juices- that reminds me of turkey juices or gravy or something yummy. I am unable to utilized my creative skills when I am so focused on the coming feast. So forgive me for my laziness and lack of responsibility. I just need this little break and meditation. Instead of saying OOOOhhMM, I say YYYUUUUmmmmm. Hey it works for me. Be ready for Turkey Day. I promise you a blog that will make your mouth water. Just saying it is making my mouth water. Do you see what I mean? No focus!

CHUCK

Fake Blogger

FALL FORWARD

I DON'T KNOW IF IT IS TIME TO GET UP OR NOT. IS MY BREAKFAST READY YET?

Did someone change my clock again? This is really getting very annoying. The other night, I was waiting for my dinner and it didn’t come. I knew that my empty belly wasn’t lying. I thought my Mom was lying when she said it wasn’t time yet, but it really wasn’t. It was a full hour past my dinner time before the grub showed up and I didn’t get an apology or anything. I practically starved to death and didn’t even know who to blame. Well I think that someone changed all of the clocks in my house to make my breakfast and dinner come later. There is another time when the clocks seem to re-set themselves and I get fed earlier. This is the clock change that I like. From now on, any clock changes need to go forward so that anyone who looks at the clock says “It is time for Chuck’s meal.” No more of this backward stuff. I know that I am not the only one who feels this way. The big dogs were all confused too when the food wasn’t making its way into the bowls. I am protesting the clocks right now and if you would like to join me, just set your clock forward a few hours. Just think, your work day will go by super-fast and before you know it, it will be dinner time. Yay me and my really good ideas!

CHUCK
Daylight Time Waster

EMBRACING FALL

I AM WAITING......PATIENTLY...SORT OF...WHERE IS MY FOOD?

I wasn’t really ready for the cold weather, but now I am feeling excited for the chill, the snow and the brisk fall weather. If you are wondering why, it is because the cold weather is the prelude to Thanksgiving. Yes, it is close and I am already drooling. I sometimes drool in my sleep, but this is drool with a purpose. I can already smell the food and I am anticipating my day of football, napping, turkey and maybe some extra ham. Thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday because it is all about the food. I am currently taking food donations. I don’t want you to think that these donations are going to needy Chihuahuas around the country. No, these donations are strictly for me. I am putting together a campaign of Chuck food so that I can have more than one Thanksgiving Day. I would like to make it a year- round event for myself. Just think: every day would be Thanksgiving Day just for me! This would not apply to anyone else, so don’t get any lofty ideas about starting your own food drive. This food truck will only be delivering to ME!!! So, thank you in advance for your generous donation. I am pretty sure it is tax deductible?

CHUCK
Non- Profit Food Bank Owner

CLASSY HALLOWEEN?

DO YOU THINK I WILL GET THREE SQUARE  MEALS EACH DAY DURING MY INCARCERATION?

In marking my five- year anniversary of blog writing, I think that my Halloween costume should be trendy yet fashionable. I would like to be dressed in something that makes people take a second look at my extremely cute face. Maybe a business suit or I could dress up as the Starbucks barista guy. I think that might be cool. I could also dress up as a fancy chauffeur or a butler. Perhaps I could dress up as someone famous like Lassie. The options are endless for me to really be something classy for Halloween. Unless my Mom has other ideas considering my recent behavior. She couldn’t still be mad could she?


CHUCK
Inmate #775

THIS IS NOT WHAT I WOULD PICK!!!

SLIP SLIDIN' AWAY....

My Mom had to put down plastic on the floor of my pen because Lacey likes to pee everywhere. She pees around the bed and around her food dish. I think this may be some protection ritual designed to keep other animals away from her space. Who knows, but it is kind of weird. So I get to scoot around on the plastic and hope my little feet don’t slip out from under me. It is like that summer game where people run and slide on that giant plastic runner. It is called a Slip n Slide. Well I have a Slip n Slide pen. All I need is a little bit of water and I could shoot myself from one end to the other. Oh I guess I could use pee instead of water. YUCK!

OH SHE LOOKS INNOCENT NOW...WAIT TIL YOU SEE A PICTURE OF HER
PERFORMING HER PROTECTION RITUAL!


CHUCK
Trying to stay dry!

THE DOG CAN'T TELL TIME?

So we all know that dogs can’t tell time right? Well there are two times that I can tell and that is breakfast time and dinner time. I always know when they are! I can be in a sound sleep and my little inner food alarm goes off and I am wide awake ready for my meal. I guess I couldn’t look at a watch or a clock and know what any of those numbers mean, but I do know the important stuff. I will also say that dogs are unable to tell when the seasons are changing. I have heard that the bears know and they take a long nap. The birds know and they take a vacation flight to Florida or some other warm location. I however was not prepared for the snow we received at the beginning of the week. Just a day before that, I was sunning myself and enjoying a nice warm day. This weather stuff is literally for the birds. I would just like to be able to choose my weather when I get up and I can tell you I won’t be picking snow. My little near naked Chihuahua body gets cold and I need a bigger blanket. I wonder if one of you would be so kind as to buy me an electric blanket. I will turn it on in October and leave it on until June. 

This bed has an electric blanket- H is for HOT!
I think I will start sleeping here!

CHUCK
Weather Nerd

ON PAROLE....

As you know I was grounded last week and unable to reach you, my dear fans. My Mom just made a mistake. It was a total misunderstanding. You see what happened was this: I was daydreaming in the closet about a closet monster and when my Mom scooped me up, it was a primal reaction to defend myself from the closet beast. Who knew that my Mom would interrupt my little imagination at that precise moment? So of course, I didn’t try to bite her! Anyway, I have sucked up for a whole week now and I finally got a little slice of ham for my efforts. I also get to write my blog and I will try not to say anything else about “the biting episode.” I know my Mom was really mad at me, but when I really turn on the CUTE like I have this past week, she is putty in my paws. I just want to yell “look out ham, I am back!”

CHUCK
Redeemed

HERE I AM TURNIN' ON THE CUTENESS! THIS SHOULD WORK RIGHT?

GROUNDED!

THIS IS A NO CHUCK ZONE FOR ONE FULL WEEK!

Chuck has been grounded and will be unable to write his blog this week. After scarfing up his breakfast, he snarkily tried to bite me while I was taking him out of the closet. This is one of many instances where Chuck displays a lack of respect and a streak of arrogance that is not acceptable in our house. He can be charming and sweet, but that is not the dominant trend or how I would currently describe him. In order to punish him effectively, I must take things away that mean something to him. If he had a cell phone I would take it, but unfortunately, there are only a few weapons of correction at my disposal. The first is no ham for a week. This will for sure cause him some pain and discomfort. He also cannot write his blog which further inflates his little ego so he will be a hamless, unconnected dog for one week. We will see how all of this goes and I am sure that next week he will have some choice words to describe me, but I have just as many well chosen words to describe him. So there……………

Chuck’ Mom

IS IT WORTH GETTING UP FOR?

SSHHHHH!

I want to dig a little deeper into life in this ultra- introspective blog for this week.  I feel like I may be coming across as a little bit shallow and not a deep thinker. Well I am a very cerebral Chihuahua. I ponder the important things in life. Do you have these times where you really think about stuff that means something to you? I am sure you are thinking about people who are important to you and maybe thinking about the great things you could do in your life. So, when you are sound asleep, what would be important enough for you to be woken up and not be mad about it? If someone brought you a present or if you won the lottery, would you be ok with rolling out of bed? If someone wanted you to mow the lawn or something, I am guessing that wouldn’t be ok. As I think deeply about this subject, I know that ham is the only thing I will wake up for and not be snarky. When you are choosing for yourself, please don’t pick ham. I already did that. 

CHUCK
Super Intelligent Deep Thinker

WHERE IS MY HAM?

Blog letter to my parents....

YOU CAN SEE ME RIGHT?

Can you not hear me scratching and wailing and crying in here? I seem to get forgotten in the closet more times than I should. I am not saying I can’t ever be forgotten. For instance, if one of the dog food bins is left open, you can forget about me all night long until breakfast comes around. You can leave me in the closet if there is a scary person in my house. That would be ok, but when there is no entertainment in there or any fear factors, you need to let me out when I am done eating. The absence of my slurping and gulping noises should give you a clue that I am finished eating and am ready to retire under my blanket. My blog fans will rise up and protest how I am being mistreated so you better pay attention to me!!! Thank you, my fans for watching out for me as I would do for you if I actually cared about anyone but myself.  It is the thought that counts, right?

CHUCK
Ready to come out now!

I AM STILL IN HERE!!!

DAY DREAM BELIEVER

Sometimes I day dream about running wild and free: Galloping with the horses, chasing the wild bunnies, scaring the birds with my bark and surprising the ground squirrels with my sneakiness and stealth. Then I remember that there is no ham in any of those above mentioned scenarios. I think that I am happy to stay in the safety of my pen. Sometimes the grass is greener right where you are napping!

CHUCK
Day Dream Deny er

BRING YOUR KIDS TO WORK DAY

THREE IS FOR SURE A CROWD!

We got to go to work with my Mom and it was super exciting. She put two dog beds down for us but the girls insisted on squeezing into one bed. I spent my first hour trying to escape so I could run to Becky’s office, but no luck there. There is a window in the door and people were looking at us like we were a zoo exhibit which might not be far from the truth. Anyway, I finally crawled under the blanket and did my usual thing. That is the thing about being a good sleeper. You can just nap anywhere no matter who is gawking at you. I could have been more sociable I suppose, but nothing gets in the way of me and a good nap except for ham. I would even try to do some little Chihuahua tricks for a ham snack. Maybe I should spend more time learning tricks? Never mind, I am cute and that is the only trick I need!

CHUCK
Napping on the job

FASHION AND STYLE = CHUCK

I just got a new hat that is exactly like my Dad's so he thought that we should maybe go for a little drive while sporting our cool hats. I even got to drive. The thing about me driving is that I can't read people stuff so you guys have all of these rules and regulations on the road and none of them mean anything to me. I always have the right of way. Pedestrians need to wait for me to go by and I am certainly not stopping unless I see a ham stand on the side of the road. If an officer should pull me over, they would be so intrigued by my stylish handsome hat that they would probably want me to drive for them too! In fact I may be looking at a career as a limo driver. Of course I do need a little booster seat so I can see all of the signs that I am ignoring. I would also like a little blanket with me in the front seat in case I need a little snooze. For my next adventure, I think I need a racing hat!!!

DO YOU THINK I NEED A DRIVING OUTFIT TO GO WITH MY HAT
OR SHOULD I JUST STAY NAKED?

CHUCK
Distracted Driver 

TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE CHIHUAHUA

This is a rare phenomenon that only happens every hundred years or so, however this is a daily occurrence for Chuck. Please do not view these pictures without proper eye wear to protect from any eye damage.

The stages of the eclipse:

NO ECLIPSE

PARTIAL ECLIPSE

BIGGER PARTIAL ECLIPSE

TOTAL ECLIPSE

      

LEFT AT THE ALTAR?

OK so I will just never make it to the altar. This blog should be called “All the Events that Chuck Misses” Yes, there is another event that I am missing. This time it is a wedding instead of a baseball game. How could I not be invited to a wedding? I am a romantic sort of guy and I am sociable and fun. I could toast the bride and groom and dance with the bride. I could eat whatever food is being served and I would enjoy it more than anyone. Weddings should be a festive occasion and my middle name is Festive! Here is another idea. Me on top of the cake! How great would that be? Think how cute I would look in my fancy duds perched on top of a six- tiered cake. Of course, it wouldn’t be six tiers anymore if I were on top of it, now would it? Who could blame me for having a little taste before anyone else gets any? I guess we will never know since my invitation got lost in the mail! 

CHUCK
Wedding Blues

PICTURE THIS HANDSOME DEVIL (ME) ON TOP OF YOUR WEDDING CAKE!

3 STRIKES YOU'RE OUT

I EVEN HAVE A BASEBALL SHIRT!

My parents snuck off to go to a baseball game and they didn’t take me with them. I am a little bit miffed (whatever that means) and I don’t think I will talk to them for a few days just so they get the message of my miffedness. I could have thrown the first pitch, eaten a hot dog, slurped a beer or just enjoyed the noise of the crowd. I could have spent time in the dugout. That sounds like a good place for a dog don’t you think? If they are going to leave me at home, they should at least keep their plans a secret so I don’t end up feeling rejected. At least they didn’t take one of the other dogs. That would have really gotten me in a little Chihuahua uproar! I am going to insist on attending the next sporting event. I don’t care what it is. Hockey would be fine because I could put on some little skates. Basketball would be ok even if I might be too short to participate. I am not sure about soccer as I might get kicked, but they still have hot dogs don’t they? I am a versatile guy and not super picky about my social life. I don’t get out much and I think it is time for me to expand my adventures. It is time to come out from under the blanket and explore the world. Actually, I think it is time for a nap first and then I will be well rested!
CHUCK
Take me out to the ball game.......When I get up from my nap!

Broken Barker?

There has been lots of activity at my house lately with people who don’t belong there. There were some guys jumping around on my roof and some other guys that were just really noisy and that UPS guy that comes around when I have not invited him! I have noticed lately that once I start barking, I am unable to stop. It is like my barker is stuck and I can’t get it to stop. I think that my parents are concerned or they are just irritated because it sounds to me like they are saying “shut up Chuck!” but probably not right? Surely they understand that my ham protection system is probably taking over and there is nothing that I can do about it. I think the other dogs have a little bit more control over their barkers as they do “shut up” when my parents say something, but then they all look at me like I am putting the team in jeopardy of some kind of punishment. Really guys, I can’t help it! I hope my barker doesn’t get stuck while I am sleeping cause that would wake me up and then I would be really grouchy!

CHUCK

BarkMaster

I AM NOT BARKING RIGHT NOW!! LOOK HOW QUIET I AM?

SQUIRREL!!!!!

Every evening before bedtime, we are given little mini dog biscuits that were made especially for dogs like us. It is a good thing that they are tiny because I would certainly choke on anything bigger. Anyway, my Mom puts mine in various spots on the dog bed so that it takes me a few minutes to find them. That way I can’t shove all of them in my mouth at once and have the before mentioned choking. Cayenne gets her biscuits in a little pile. She then snarfs them all into her mouth and carries them into another room. She is like a Chihuahua/Squirrel mix. I am not sure why she does this. Maybe she thinks that I will steal them, but I would never do that. I just wonder how she gets them all in her mouth at once and how she has the ability not to eat them in the moment. This seems very weird to me. When the food is in your mouth you eat it. You don’t carry it around with you and then eat it in another location. I feel the same way when Lacey takes her food out of the dish and deposits it on the floor. Why would it taste any better on the floor than it does right from the dish? I personally don’t like to waste any time getting that food into my belly where it belongs. Who cares if I barely get to taste it. I am sure that it would taste good if I actually chewed it. I am just glad I am not a squirrel!

CHUCK
Instant Eater

SHE DOESN'T LIKE HAVING HER PICTURE TAKEN EITHER...WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER?

SURGERY SUPER HEROES

LOOK I AM A LITTLE MINI SUPER HERO!

I wanted to take this opportunity to talk about the Surgery Super Heroes Fund. My Mom’s work place is full of people who really love dogs and cats. They do lots of surgeries and sometimes they do surgeries on animals that don’t have homes. Since I love my home so much it makes me sad that there are animals without homes or dog parents to love them. I may be sort of a selfish kind of guy and maybe I am a little bit spoiled, but I am able to feel compassion I think. That is why I am sharing my blog with the special donation fund. I don’t really ask my fans for much, but if you are able to make a small donation it would mean the world to the dogs who need some help! I won't even ask you for ham this week, but don't expect that to last very long! Thanks for being an animal lover!

CHUCK
Super Spoiled Hero

For more information on the Super Heroes Fund, please go to our website canineortho.com and scroll to the bottom of Contacts and Resources. We appreciate everyone who helps us reach more animals!

A PITIFUL PORTRAIT OF REJECTION

This is a picture of me when I found out that my friend Becky didn’t want me to come over for the 4th of July. In my e-mail request, I even offered to be her “Little Sparkler”. We don’t get much quality time together and I know she has other dogs to attend to but come on, it’s me! I think life hands us little disappointments so that the good times are even better. Yeah, well whatever. I don’t want any disappointments and I am pretty sure that my blog followers want to see a happy Chuck. Not a depressed, despondent or morose Chuck who is wallowing in the wake of rejection. This week you need to send Becky a note to let her know how disappointed you are in her for not letting me get my way. I really am unable to handle any situation where I am not able to be the top dog. Even if I am the top short dog, the view is the same from the top. Right?

CHUCK
Denied

DOG INDEPENDENCE DAY

I AM READY FOR MY POOL AND MY DRINK AND MY FOOD...
(NOT REALLY IN THAT ORDER)

What would be the ideal 4th of July in the dog world. How would it be different from the people version? Well I for one would change a few things. There would not be any fireworks. They are noisy and smelly and stupid. There are many dogs that get freaked out by the noisy, sparkly and popping things that you people seem to like so much. We would also like for the food thing to start earlier and go all day long. This is not an afternoon barbeque, but an all -day dog style buffet. There would not need to be any changes to the menu. We can use yours, but we want free access to all of the tasty food options. This would mean that you need tables with shorter legs to accommodate those of us who are height challenged. We would also like access to your swimming pools and flotation devices. Some of us would like to float around the pool with a drink and maybe some cool little dog sunglasses. If it isn’t asking too much, we would also like to have live entertainment featuring music that reflects our interests. For instance…. “Ham in the House” or “Big Bones for Little Dogs” or maybe “Dogs Like Big Steaks and I Cannot Lie.” These would be some songs that would make us howl and dance throughout the day in between our naps. Please consider changing the holiday venue just this one time so that we can celebrate as only dogs can. (Cats are not included in this celebration. You can do theirs some other year.)

CHUCK
Holiday Party Planner

YARD CREATURE

IT MAY LOOK LIKE I AM HAVING FUN, BUT THIS ISN'T LIKE A RIDE IN A CAR YOU KNOW!

The other night I went outside to do my business and there was something super scary in the back yard. I barked and growled to scare it away, but it just stayed there and didn’t move. My Mom finally came outside to see what was going on and then she started laughing and went back in the house. I just want to say that I was a little bit upset by this. Here I am protecting my house from an imposing intruder and my Mom laughs at me. I should be given a medal of courage or a public assembly or something. I think that if your dog alerts you to danger that you should praise them and give them ham. Next time, I will just hold my bark and stifle my growl until the giant creature takes over my house and then my Mom will probably yell at me for being so quiet. I don’t see an up side to this situation, do you?

CHUCK

THIS THING COULD BE TRYING TO EAT ME!

Fierce Protector
Guardian against the Wheelbarrow

BIG DOG BLOG

The big dogs are stealing the blog for the week. While Chuck was running around chasing his treat ball, the big dogs decided to take to the keyboard and do a little summary of their feelings for Chuck.
Here are just a few of their shared thoughts and feelings regarding the famous blogger…

Serra: “Chuck is really small, but he eats like a cow”

 Bleu: “I try to pretend he isn’t there, but he keeps bugging me and bugging me until I can't take it anymore and I have to bark at him. Very annoying!”

 Buddy: “I don’t mind him I guess, but when he runs under my legs it kind of freaks me out and then I need therapy.”

Clayton: “He stays under his blanket most of the time, but when he does come out I wish he would go back in.”





Buck: “I know we were puppies together, but he was a little jerk then and he is a little jerk now. I turned out great so we know that he is the one who has a problem. “





Thank you for letting us share our deepest feelings for our furry friend Chuck. Please just don’t tell him anything ok? He can be super snarky when he is mad you know!

KING OF THE HOUSE

SUPER PITIFUL!

After dinner and after I have had a little post dinner nap, my Mom puts the big dogs in another room and we little dogs get to run around the house. I of course get my treat ball and Cayenne acts like an idiot with her fluffy ball. My Mom kicks it around for her and she screeches and yipes as she jumps, twirls and spins to catch the ball. Not that I am paying attention, but if I were I would say that she is pretty good and catches that stupid ball almost every time. Lacey finds her favorite spots to pee in the house and we all pretend like we don’t know she is doing it. She is a little bit sensitive so no yelling around Lacey. Geez- Anyway, the whole point of this story is that I am out and the big dogs are cooped up. It just feels satisfying to me somehow to see their big sad faces as I run by them gobbling up snacks from my ball. There is a gate between me and them so I can make little faces at them and do other annoying stuff and sometimes I even get them to growl at me. That is the best because, again, I am out and they are in. This is probably trivial and stupid, but I enjoy my evening Chihuahua power trip. My tip to you is for you to get yourself a treat ball and show off a little bit,

FROM THIS ANGLE, I ACTUALLY LOOK LIKE A BIG DOG- DON'T YOU THINK?

CHUCK
Inappropriately Powerful

THE NOSE KNOWS?

THIS IS  CLOSE UP OF MY NOSE. DOES IT LOOK OK TO YOU?

I think I might have a serious problem. Aren’t dogs supposed to be good smellers, snifffers and snooters? Well I think my snooter might be broken. My Mom drops treats in my dog bed in different places so that I can hunt them down, but I go right over them without sniffing them out. That is a problem right? What if my smeller is broken? Does this mean I can’t be a drug sniffing dog or a bomb sniffing dog or a dog who can track down a bad guy? I am horribly depressed now. I feel like my career choices have gotten very narrow. I can smell ham. That is a good sign and I am feeling much better now. I love the smell of ham and come to think of it I love all kinds of food smells. Maybe the biscuits have been camouflaged in some sneaky no smell sauce. Well now that my career choices have opened back up, I am going to take a nap and think about which one of those sniffing careers that I might want to apply for. I guess I won’t really be thinking about it while I am sleeping, but maybe when I get up…..

CHUCK
Bad Smeller

HOLIDAY APPRECIATION

I AM PRETTY SURE THERE IS A HOT DOG HIDING SOMEWHERE IN THIS GRASS!

We dogs don’t really know much about celebrating Memorial Day. I understand that it is an important holiday to people, but I am really interested in the barbeque aftermath. There will be spilled potato chips and beer cups left unattended. There will be little hot dogs that find their way to the ground which is within the reach of my little short legs and body. So please enjoy your important holiday, but remember that we dogs play a huge part in your celebration. This is the case for most holidays. Please don’t think that we don’t have a sense of things that are important, we are very sensitive about these things. We just have a different set of priorities and food is the number one thing on our calendar! Important things end up somewhere with baths and toenail trims if you know what I mean. Don’t forget your furry housemates this holiday and make a few intentional drops while enjoying your food!

CHUCK
Food Patriot

YOU NEED SOME SUN!

WHERE ARE THE LAWN CHAIRS?

Lacey and I are ready for our little inflatable Chihuahua pool. I can feel it in the air: summer is drawing near and the beer will be flowing, the barbeque will be sizzling and the watermelon will be rolling off the countertop. I am so excited to soak up some sun and partake in all of the above mentioned stuff. Lacey looks like she could use a little sun. She is very white! I actually tan quickly and will be a bronzed sun dog in no time. Get out your summer stuff and don’t even think about coming to my house for a barbeque. There isn’t enough food for me to share with you. 

WHERE IS THE FOOD?

Chuck
Tan/Beige Chihuahua

ARTEEST

I PROMISE NOT TO EAT THE ROLLER.....UNLESS IT HAS HAM IN THE MIDDLE...HMMMM

There has been some painting going on at my house and I don’t understand why I have been excluded from this activity. I have been kept in another room and have not even been allowed to supervise. I should be involved in all major undertakings at my house. This should include painting. Do you think my parents think that I would try to eat the paint? Well even if they are right, I should be given to opportunity to make that mistake. I want my own little painting overalls and a little pocket for my little brush and a little lunch pail for break time. I think that my painting skills would be impressive, yet unique. For instance, I could slather myself up with paint and rub vigorously on the wall. Or I could just rub myself on the wall and WAHLAH…Multicolored Chihuahua. It sounds fun and creative. I think I might be an artist of some kind or another. Or I could just be bored and need a distraction. Whatever, I still want the little lunch pail. (Pre-stocked please)

THIS IS WHAT THE WORLD LOOKS LIKE WITHOUT ME PAINTING IN IT!

CHUCK
Drama based Artist

DEPORTATION

DO YOU THINK I AM OVER-DRESSED? TOO MANY BEADS? HAT OR NO HAT?

My Mom frequently threatens to deport me to my homeland of Mexico. I think she might not understand that I was born in this country and therefore I am a real citizen. She can’t put me on the Chihuahua bus back to Mexico when I have never even been there before. However, on this Cinco De Mayo holiday, I am considering an imaginary trip to the land of my little dog ancestors. This means that I will stay under my blanket and think about my journey, but never actually leave my comfortable home. This is my preferred method of travel as I am a little bit on the lazy side. The celebration in Mexico will include lots of food and beverages (Mexican beer) and a bunch of us little dogs howling and playing. I think I will have a good time, but I will be anxious to return to my familiar surroundings. There will be no deportation for me so you can just tell my Mom she is stuck with me as I am a legal citizen of my pen under my blanket!

CHUCK
Dreamer