TO SHED OR NOT TO SHED…

_{Don’t worry, I am not talking about me. My hair is intact. Thank goodness, if I were to shed, I would be bald and I have never heard of a bald Chihuahua. I then would have to go to ridiculous lengths to get my short hair back. Rogaine for Chuck? I don’t think so. I wouldn’t be able to put my picture on my blog anymore as I would be too embarrassed to let anyone see me. That would be horrible for all of my fans and followers. Anyway, since it isn’t me who’s shedding you ask who is? All of the other dogs in my house, that’s who. With the changes in weather, these guys don’t know which way their fur should go. One day is nice and the next it is snowing so they are all messed up. There is fur everywhere and even though it grosses out my Mom, I sometimes try to eat it. Well, it is on the floor and from far away it looks like it could be a morsel of food. I say eat first and ask questions later. I know you are thinking that it hasn’t worked out so well for me in the past….rocks, plastic, toilet paper, staples, paper clips and most recently wicker. Someday it might be a piece of steak. You never know so don’t be so negative about being a food risk taker. You will be the first to know when I hook up with my piece of beef!}

_Chuck

Hair Hunter      

Blllaaaaffffplaaplaaa what is that?

Oh heck, hair again…dang it it's ALL fur. 

I thought it was cotton candy or
 maybe white steak or something…a man can dream can't he.

BEGGAR’S INSTRUCTION MANUAL

There is an art to begging and I am going to assist you in becoming a professional like me. You must first start with the basics of posturing yourself in the best position to be noticed, then you put on the cutest face that you can muster and hold it for as long as it takes. You must be in position one, which keeps you a little bit aloof, then you move in closer for the advanced begging which is position two. There are some optional tactics that you can use when you are not succeeding in the whole cute thing. You can add some pitiful whining and some leg scratching which will usually do the trick. I think it is safe to say that you should make sure that you are begging for something worthwhile. It is no fun to go to all of this trouble and end up with something that is boring. I am not sure what that might be since I will eat just about anything, but you may be a little bit pickier than I am! Put these slick moves into action and some tasty morsels will be comin’ your way! YUUMMM!

Chuck

President of Beggars Anonymous

This is me implementing another one of my tactics, I call this the 'darling outfit'
 but I don't call it that in front of the big dogs…don't tell them I even used the word 'darling'.
 I don't think they even read my blog anyhow so I'm pretty sure my reputation will remain intact.

PAYBACK is a …challenging thing!

Written by Chuck’s Mom…

Everyone is asking me how Chuck is doing after his wicker incident and I must say he is doing well and acting like nothing ever happened. None of my other dogs have ever caused me as much stress as Chuck does. If there is something on the floor, he will eat it. If there isn’t anything on the floor, he will find something else to eat (like wicker in a closet). I can’t help but think that this is bad parenting on my part, but since none of my other dogs indulge in any of these bad behaviors, I think there must be another reason…

When I was growing up, I was not a well-behaved kid. Looking back, I think my parents were stressed out by me a lot! I was a tiny bit on the rebellious and wild side so it shouldn’t surprise me that I am getting some well deserved retribution. Since the only kids I have are furry, I thought I would be exempt from any payback for my behavior and then I got Chuck. From the beginning he has been a handful, literally and figuratively. He is small but mighty, cute but naughty. What a brat! I guess it takes one to know one right?

-Chuckling Mom

                                             

Didn't seem like the terrible teens to me -Chuck's Bad Mom

This is all that happens when Chuck gets in trouble…a little me time with Ixchel

WICKER IS A FOOD GROUP RIGHT?

Wrong, according to all the people who freaked out about me this week. For those of you who follow Colorado Canine Orthopedics & Rehab on Facebook, you got the early scoop on my adventures for this week. If you didn’t get the news, I was once again brought in to the Veterinary Specialty Center with a little emergency. The other night, I feasted on a piece of wicker that I found in my Mom’s closet. Since she left the door open, I was free to grab some little pieces for a snack. My Mom caught me chewing and tried to pry it out of my mouth, but she was unsuccessful. A few nights later, I didn’t feel very good. My throat was swollen and my Mom was calling her Doctor friends to see what was wrong with me again…. I got to visit the hospital and got some good drugs and while I was in happy drug land, Dr. McReynolds looked down my throat. He couldn’t find anything, but I got some other drugs and now my Mom has to keep an eye on me. She was sure that I had that piece of wicker stuck in my throat and that I was going to have to have surgery again…..I was upset at first because Dr. Hines is usually my guy, but Dr. McReynolds is really nice too, even though he stuck something down my throat. I will not hold that against him since he was trying to help me. I get passed around that hospital like a cheap Chihuahua. You would think that I have a lot of medical issues. Anyway, I feel better and I guess I am not supposed to eat wicker. Whatever, I am sure that I will find something else to replace it with.

Chuck-

Sicker from Wicker

                                             

This is me with one of my most devoted fans plus she's a really good dog nurse
 and I can always use a few of those in my life.

Normally I don't just kiss any doctor willy-nilly but Dr. McReynolds really helped me out this time
just don't call me a basket case.

SCRAMBLED EASTER EGGS?

Easter is almost here and you know what that means….The Great Chuck Scrambled Easter Egg Scramble. I know many of you were thinking that I was going to say the Easter Egg Hunt. Not in the Chihuahua world of food conquests. You people can go ahead and hunt for some eggs. I personally want mine all scrambled up on a plate with some hash browns to go with them. Then it is a mad scramble to see who can eat their eggs first. Answer…. ME! I know some of you may want a chocolate bunny in your basket, but there is no way that my Mom will let me anywhere near a chocolate anything! I would like to just see one. I promise I wouldn’t try to steal it or lick it or anything. You can trust me! I hope you all have a happy Easter and that someone will scramble those eggs for you. I’m sorry that there won’t be any of mine left to share. Keep hunting. I am sure you will find something. Just so you know, the Easter Bunny lives at my house. His real name is Petey. He is super small, but he obviously has a really important job once a year. He shares his lettuce and carrots with me so maybe he will bring me some of those famous eggs!!!! YUM!

Chuck

The Great Egg Hunter

                                              

Dang it, I told my Mom not show this to anyone.
Please don't show this to anyone else…I do have a reputation to uphold.

This is Petey my bunny friend…mostly because he shares his food.
If he didn't share his food he'd just be that bunny.