GO FOR THE CARROT

HERE I GO...

It is time again for one of my inspirational blogs to encourage you along your life’s journey. First I will tell you a little story. The other night, my Mom opened the fridge and left it open J Well, you know what that means right? Time for me to see if I can get something out of there that is within reach of my short little self. Sure enough there was a bag of carrots right there on a shelf that I could reach. I like carrots a lot! Plus I need my vegetables right? So I got in there, found the hole in the bag and went to work. Within a few moments my Mom yelled at me from across the kitchen and it sounded like “Chuck you little ?*&^%$, get out of there.” I knew then that my time for victory was limited so I worked faster and got my carrot! Yeah me!  The moral of this story is that in life you need to get your carrot. Even if the odds are against you and you are short, you have to keep trying. Once you get your carrot don’t let go no matter how much yelling and tugging is involved. I hope this little snippet of motivation was helpful to you!

MUST HURRY!

CHUCK

Raiding the Fridge

IGNORING THE YELLING!

SEE HOW MY PERSISTENCE PAYS OFF!

TOYS ARE US!

I CAN'T PLAY RIGHT NOW...THERE IS A CAMERA POINTED AT ME!

When you are a little dog, you need more toys than the average dog. A big dog can be happy with one toy or a favorite bone or ball, but us little guys need more stuff. I personally like to choose which toy suits my fancy at any given moment. Like the Bo Bo is fun for a few minutes, but then I like to move on to something crunchy like the toy with the plastic bottle hidden inside. It becomes like an obsession to get the stupid bottle out of the toy and I am on a mission. Then I move on to the toy without the stuffing and I shake it around like I hunted it and brought it down. I become Chuck the mighty Chihuahua hunter and this is a good look for me. Cayenne likes the ball and will play forever, but she can be easily distracted by anything that squeaks. Lacey likes to steal the toys when we are not looking. She drags them off to her dog bed and starts a little collection. We then need more toys to keep us occupied as our toy collection gets smaller with each theft. Dutchess usually chooses one toy and won’t let anyone near it. She even pretends to let my Mom play with her, but she will not release the toy without some serious snarling, growling and snarkiness. (no one wants to play with her and she doesn’t get the multiple toy theory). So when the holidays come around, buy your little dog lots of toys and feel free to buy me some too. Don’t be frugal when filling up that cart. Just so you know, I don’t need tennis balls. They could give me a concussion if you throw one at me.

CHUCK

Playing Around

THE CAMERA IS STILL ON ME RIGHT?

LOOK I GOT A SKUNK!

HIDE AND SEEK

 One of the reasons I have been able to write this blog is because of my uncanny ability to come up with new weird behaviors that baffle my parents. I am unable to explain these quirky episodes, but I chalk it up to me being a Chihuahua prodigy. My latest weirdness started a few weeks ago. You all know that I eat in the pantry so that the other dogs don’t lose their food to my ridiculously quick snarfing.  Lately when my Mom comes to retrieve me after dinner, I hide behind the stuff in the pantry and I won’t come out. I wish I could explain my reasons for doing this, but I have no answers for you. I am just a weird little dog who does bizarre things and then shares those things with you. My Mom is a little bit frustrated, but it is kind of funny how she goes to all this trouble to coax me out. She even goes so far as offering me more food, but I know that is not going to happen. I am smarter than I look you know and I know the fake food trick and I am not falling for it. Maybe I just want to act like a super spy on a mission in the pantry. There could be stuff going on in there that I could discover like a mouse in there or something. No, that would creep me out if I was sharing my pantry with a mouse. Never mind, I am just weird.

I LOOK SUPER SNEAKY- MAKES YOU WONDER WHAT I AM UP TO DOESN'T IT?

CHUCK

Pantry Spy

SUPER HALLOWEEN

Do you dream of being a Super Hero? I do too and this year for Halloween my dream has come true! I am SUPER CHUCK. Defender of little dogs and helpless creatures, I will fly in and save the day. I can also now fly in and snatch up some Halloween candy. I can get it right out of your bag before you even notice that I have been there! Maybe that doesn’t sound too noble or super hero-ish, but I think if you steal some candy, you can do some good stuff to make up for it and you will be forgiven. Cayenne was not so excited about being a super hero. She has been forced to put on an outfit and she doesn’t like being dressed up in anything even if she gets to have special powers. Her super power is her screechy little bark. It scares away all of the bad guys and pretty much anything that has ears in a 10 mile radius. It’s pretty scary and fitting for Halloween!

CHUCK

It’s a Bird, It’s a plane, It will eat everything in it’s path……

SORRY I WAS UNABLE TO GET A PICTURE OF MYSELF FLYING!

HERE SHE IS PREPARING TO DO THE SCREECHY BARK!

HOME ALONE

DO YOU SEE ME IN THIS PICTURE?

Last weekend my parents and Lacey left together. Lacey was wearing a fancy little dress and my parents looked pretty spiffy too. I peeked out from under my blanket and was shocked to see them all leaving. I later learned that they attended the Whiskerball which is a fundraising event where you can bring your dog to dinner. Hmmmmm ,,, I did not get to go to dinner and I later learned that my Aunt Ixchel was there as well with her dog Petie. The betrayals just kept going and going. I don’t understand why I wouldn’t be the one attending this Gala event. Did they think that I would run around on the table eating everyone’s food including the salad? (I do like lettuce)  Did they think that I might be snarky to another dog who was trying to get the food at MY table? Were they worried that I might bite one of the party goers who got a little bit too friendly in the Chuck space? I am sure that Lacey was a perfect little angel in her little white dress. What a little lady she is. Doesn’t anyone remember her peeing on my treat ball? Of course not. I am very hurt right now about this whole thing and I would ask my blog fans to send letters of protest on my behalf. I probably had fans at the stupid ball that wanted to meet me in person, but no. I was sitting at home doing nothing. This is not the end of this drama. Not by a long shot. (whatever that means) You could also send food as it seems I am not treated very well in my own home!

CHUCK------Left Behind 

LOOK... NOT IN THIS PICTURE EITHER!

WHERE IS MY LIMO? I AM READY!

CELEBRATION OF CUTENESS

PRETTY CUTE!

I would like to take this opportunity to indulge in a little bit of self appreciation. I am normally so humble and shy that I just don’t take the time to “toot my own horn.” I have decided to let loose a little bit in this blog and discuss my cuteness. It is common knowledge to all who know me that I am pretty cute. I know that the ladies think so and so should you. The only time that I might not be AS cute is when I am scarfing down my food. I do it in the privacy of my pantry closet so as not to scare anyone, but I do eat with some gusto and the snarfing, slurping and snuffeling going on during meal times is just my way of showing my love for food. But back to my cuteness: when I first wake up in the morning, I am a little sleepy and snuggly. That is pretty cute. When I stick my little big head out from my blanket for a peek at the world, that is cute too. When I bark from underneath my blanket, I think that is funny and cute. I could go on and on, but I think you get my point. Please take some time to enjoy my cuteness and then you can write down a list of why you think your dog is cute too. There is plenty of dog cuteness to go around so just for today, I won’t hog it all to myself. (We will use the hog word to describe me when I am eating. That is what my Mom says) Come to think of it, I think I am cute while I am eating: like a little miniature Chihuahua pig.

CHUCK

Oink Oink

CUTE AFTER EATING FOR SURE!

SUPER CUTE WITH MY BONE DON'T YOU THINK?

THE FOG

My Mom told me that there is a scary movie called the Fog. I am pretty sure that my fog story is more exciting than any movie. Lately we have had lots of fog and I am not sure where it comes from. All of the sudden it becomes cloudy on the ground and hard to see your paw in front of your face. My friend Becky thinks that I should have a little beacon light attached to me so that I can be found in the fog. So anyway, the other night I ran outside and it was foggy so I wanted to hurry up and do my business. I saw something move near the rock that I was planning to pee on and it jumped right in front of me. I was ready to run back in the house, but I saw it was a little frog. The frog was out in the fog and it was a little scary until I saw that the little frog was way smaller than me. I wonder if frogs have better fog vision then Chihuahuas do cause I could hardly see anything and the little frog seemed to know his way around the yard. Long story short, I think the little frog should get the beacon light cause it would look funny moving up and down and I would have fun trying to follow the frog in the fog. Good story huh?

Chuck

Frog Man

THIS IS A FAKE FROG- THE REAL FROG SAID HE WASN'T INTERESTED IN ANY PUBLICITY!
HE AND I PROBABLY WON'T BECOME FRIENDS!