BLACK FRIDAY RECOVERY UPDATE

People are crazy! Who would have known that Black Friday is such a big deal? Even for a popular Chihuahua like myself, I was still trampled and abused! Who would have known that there would be such a rush at the Ham Store? Who should always be first in line? That is right… ME! I practically own stock in the ham business. I am now recovering from my Black Friday adventure and I have to tell you that next year I will be ordering online. That way the nice delivery person will bring my ham right to my door. We will all bark like crazy until the truck pulls away. Then I will have to find a way to escape from my pen, get outside and get my ham box open. I think that will be easier than dealing with the crowds! Next year, just stay home. Don’t go out there!!!!!

CHUCK

Former Black Friday Ham Shopper

IS MY BAND-AID STILL ON?

 

SORT OF UN-THANKFUL...

I had it all planned out….. this year I would be dressing up in a turkey outfit for my annual Thanksgiving Day blog. But no, my plans were ruined because the pet store didn’t have any turkey outfits as they have already moved on to Christmas. Slow down a little. Thanksgiving isn’t even over yet and Christmas has already taken over. Let’s enjoy our turkey and pie before we welcome Santa down our chimneys. (Santa can only come down my chimney if he is packing ham on his little sleigh) Anyway, I had to drag out my pilgrim outfit which just isn’t the same. I really wanted to be a turkey and I hope that you will still be my friends even though I am wearing “Vintage Pilgrim” instead. I would also like to dress up as a pie, but I am afraid that someone might try to eat me. I guess I should be thankful for my blessings blah blah blah, but next year I will buy my turkey outfit around the 4^th of July which should be good timing right?

CHUCK

Not a turkey 

DO I  LOOK LIKE A TURKEY?
THE CORRECT ANSWER IS NO!

THE GREAT HUNTER

MY HUNTING SUCCESS!!!!

I have heard that hunting season is upon us and I am not sure what that means since I rarely have to hunt for my ham, but I decided that I should participate in this event because I think that I could be a fierce Chihuahua hunter. My first hunt involved me scavenging the closet for little pieces of dog food. That wasn’t very fun so I moved on to hunting the big dogs. They were not amused. I then decided to hunt for my Mom’s feet which turned out to be downright dangerous. I was feeling a little depressed about my hunting skills until my Mom brought out the floppy fox. Now this was something I could actually hunt, catch and shake around. I felt such a sense of power over the fox that I kept making it squeak as if it were begging for my mercy. Poor fox never had a chance. I got it just where I wanted it and then Cayenne stole it from me. I am now done with my hunting phase so I went and crawled back under my blanket where it is safe and I will just wait for my food to come to me willingly.

CHUCK

Great Stuffed Toy Hunter

SOMETIMES LIFE IS NOT VERY FAIR!

CHUCK FOR PRESIDENT

I COULD HARDLY STAND THE SUSPENSE!

DID I WIN ANYTHING?

I waited impatiently for the results to come in. My chance to be President was within reach, however the system was rigged by the anti- ham lobbyists who were worried about my love for ham. They knew that if I were in power, I would make ham the most important food in the country and I would be the ham enthusiast that they feared. Anyway, I guess I didn’t win anything. Maybe next time around I will get more Chihuahua votes. I think many of them had to stay home because they are little. The big dogs won’t vote for me because they see me as a threat and the middle size dogs aren’t interested in voting because they are too busy being stuck in the middle. These are just my political theories and they really aren’t based on anything but my love for ham. I know that my loyal blog followers would vote for me and that is all I care about…..oh and ham, I care about that too.

CHUCK 

Uninformed Political Chihuahua

BRAVE EXPLORER?

As most of you know, I eat my breakfast and dinner in the pantry. I like this seating arrangement because I have privacy while I eat. When I am done, I get to check out the other stuff in the pantry. Sometimes I find little morsels of dog biscuit crumbs (good find) other times I just climb on stuff and root around for the fun of it. I like to climb on the vacuum cleaner because it makes me feel taller and I like to freak out my Dad when he comes to retrieve me and he can’t find me. That is pretty funny. I am small so I hide really well and my Dad thinks that I have somehow escaped without him knowing. (he he he) Anyway, I just wanted to share my pantry adventures with you so that you know what a brat I am. Most of you know this, but just bringing the point home.

CHUCK

Pantry Pest

DO I LOOK TALLER TO YOU?

LAND SHARK?

SURELY THERE IS A TREAT FOR MAKING ME WEAR THIS!

This year I am taking a leap or maybe a swim with my Halloween costume. It is completely an opposite thing for me to be. I am a loving little sweet Chihuahua who would never be considered a “land shark”. For those of you who don’t know, a land shark is a frequent reference to little dogs that bite a lot or who are on the super snarky list of little dogs. This, of course, is nothing like me. It would be the same comparison if you dressed up a Rottweiler in a bunny costume, a Poodle in a military costume or a Great Dane in a mouse costume. You see where I am going here right? These costumes are for fun and are not any kind of indication of who we are as dogs. So this year as you are dressing up your little furry friends, remember you can stretch your imagination and put them in a costume that is just cute or fun, but doesn’t attach itself to your dog’s true personality!

CHUCK

GRRR.... I WILL BITE YOU!

Undercover Land Shark

Land Shark in Denial

Swims With The Land Sharks

YOU PICK!

THIS IS ME SNEAKING UP ON MY HAM!

VINDICATION

HERE I AM WITH MY MOM, IXCHEL AND KIMBER...
and my sisters who probably didn't need to be there!

I don’t know if vindication is the right word, but I have been cleared to attend fancy events! Some of you may remember that last year, my parents took Lacey to a fancy schmancy dinner and I was not included. This was emotionally painful for me as I felt abandoned and excluded. Well, this year I got to attend the Mill Dog Rescue Gala event and not to brag, but I did pretty well. There was a little bit of barking on my part when I was in my carrier, but that is to be expected right? I had to let everyone within a 10 mile radius know my whereabouts. Anyway, the whole dinner part was good. I didn’t jump on the table and try to eat everyone’s dinner though I would have tried if given the opportunity. I got to eat part of Janelle’s salad which I took nicely from her delicate fingers and I tried to help Ixchel with her dessert. I only tried to bite one lady who patted me on the head. (She didn’t have any ham at all) So overall I thought the evening was a success. I can’t wait for my next outing where a table run might be an option if my caretakers let their guard down. Please feel free to invite me to your special events. I think if nothing else I am for sure entertaining!

CHUCK

IXCHEL AND JANELLE LOOK STUNNING!
LOOK... I'M NOT BITING ANYONE IN THIS PICTURE! 

Hobnobber

IXCHEL AND HER HUSBAND DON AND MY FRIEND PETEY

THIS IS KIMBER WHO HAD TO HOLD CAYENNE ALL NIGHT LONG!
THIS PICTURE MIGHT HAVE BEEN TAKEN WHEN I WAS TRYING TO BITE THAT
LADY,  BUT THERE IS NO PROOF OF THAT!