Sunday, December 30, 2007

The Pack Celebrates Christmas

Waiting for our presents with our VIH.

Oooooh, a stocking! What's in there for me?

Anxiously awaiting a gift from Santa. I was a good doggie this year, I promise!

VIH, you got a Chihuahua calendar this year? That's SO COOL!!!
Aaaawwww, I love you too VIH!!!

After all the presents and fun, it's time for a Christmas nap!

Trying to Sleep...

It's just so bright out right now!

Bella and Diego: The Standoff

Bella, I triple dog dare ya to try and come back in here! I'll getchya and go a chompin' and a bitin' on ya!

Diego, What Do You Think Of Your VIH's New Nail Color?


Because of my long and luxurious coat, I require a tad bit more maintenance than my two short haired fellow pack members. Because knots and matted fur is not my thing, my VIH brushes me every day. It's become a sort of ritual in the mornings: wake up, make potty, get fed, and then I hear it. "Bella, are you ready to be brushed!?!" Why yes I am, VIH, thank you very much!
Trotting over to the couch where my VIH brushes me every day.

The ears are very important, because my long hair can get mats in it if not properly cared for.

Daisy, what are you doing here? You don't need to be brushed every day like me!

Daisy, what are you doing?!? I'm supposed to be getting brushed, not you!
Hey, Bella, this brushing thing feels pretty darn good!

We Love the Dryer!!!

Thank you, VIH, for thinking of us and putting our blanket in the dryer...
it's so nice and WARM!!!

The Big Squeeze

Being small can be a great advantage for us. We can squeeze ourselves into practically any nook or cranny that we want to fit into. Sometimes we can roll into a ball and be small and round, or other times we can stretch ourselves to be long and thin. Just see how I managed to finagle my way into the couch to take a nap and keep warm:

Who knew a 5 pound dog could have the body mass to stretch themselves out to 50 feet long?

An aerial view.


VIH, why must you stick ridiculous looking clothing on me? Diego should be wearing this shirt anyways, we all know he's the true pig in our pack.

Don't Mind Me

I'm just taking a time out from all the strenuous activities that come with being a Chihuahua.


Jumping is so much fun when you are really excited about something... like getting a TREAT, for example. Just say that wonderful word and I will jump up and down repeatedly until I get it. Being suspended in the air for just that brief moment makes me feel like maybe, just maybe, I could fly.

Getting my jump on.

Diego's Going for the Jugular!

Ow, those tiny teeth... Oh my GOD, I am going to die!

Double the Warmth

Got my coat on and am sitting in the sun... hey, in these cold winter months, I have to make sure I've got all my bases covered!

The Floppy Ears Syndrome

I don't know if any of you are aware of this, but for the first few weeks of a Chis life, our ears are as floppy as a wet spaghetti noodle. Personally I feel it's a very unbecoming look, as Chis are known for their ears that sit ever so proudly atop their head. Alas, sometimes our ears take a vacation from standing straight up and leave us embarrassed and ashamed with a condition we Chis like to call Earus Flopius, or as most of us call it, the Floppy Ears Syndrome. Observe:

Notice here how I am suffering from a case of Earus Flopius in only one of my ears, while the other goes unaffected. This can sometimes happen.

A severe case of Floppy Ears Syndrome. I am so ashamed!

Blinded By The Flash

What the heck, VIH? I would like to keep my eyesight, thank you very much!

The Demure Look of Miss Daisy

And yet another striking pose for the camera.

Monday, December 24, 2007

We Are All Wishing You...

What Every Child Will Want In Their Stocking This Year...

E-Collars Stink!

VIH, I just want to go to bed... can't you take this stupid thing off me so I can sleep?

Watch Out Behind You!

I love to keep warm. It's in my blood; Chihuahuas love snuggling under covers, laying in the sun... anything to make them feel nice and toasty inside. That's why I discovered a new place to rest that is super duper warm... behind my VIH! I just wait until she's sitting on the couch and leaning forward, then I leap in that tiny space between them and snuggle myself in. My VIH keeps me safe and warm there, and I'll just nap as long as I can!

Don't mind me!

Dreaming of Sugarplums...

Sugarplums, candy canes, gingerbread... YUM!!!

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Chi Angels

How a Chi Stays Warm in Cold Weather

Basking in the sun... nature's way of providing warmth during those cold winter months!

Friday, December 21, 2007


I can't believe it, the rumors were true!!! One minute I was getting kisses and hugs from my VIH, and the next minute I was taken to the vet's office and left for the unthinkable to happen to me. I will say this though... everyone at the vet's office was really good to me. They were giving me lots of belly rubs and even the vet carried me around with him during the day. By the time my VIH came to pick me up, I was really groggy and out of it from the anesthesia they gave me. At first, I was sleepy, but in no time I was running and jumping, back to my old puppy self... even though my VIH was trying to keep me calm. But hey, you can't keep a good stud down.

At home, right after the surgery... I was pretty tired.

I could hardly keep my eyes open!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

VIH, Where Are You Going?

You aren't headed to the kitchen to get us a TREAT by any chance, are you?

No, I'm Not Praying...

...I am just basking in the extreme relaxation that comes with the standard scratching I get on a daily basis from my VIH. Heh, heh, heh, I am one lucky pup.

I Don't Wanna!!!

Please, VIH, don't make me get up! I want to sleep just a little bit longer!

Daisy's Artistic Pose

I was so born for this.

A Trip Back in Time...

I know you guys weren't around for the beginning, but there was a time when I was even smaller than I am now. I was a brand new puppy, and I didn't even know who my VIH was. I thought I would take a moment to share those exciting first days with you...

Back then I could fit in my VIH's coffee cup!

Daisy would put me in my place the minute I was out of line.

Being on my best behavior.

Hitching a ride.

I loved sleeping with my VIH!

My VIH took this picture of me on the night they brought me home.

Anxiously awaiting the first glimpse of my new home.

Daisy meeting me for the first time...

...and now it's Bella's turn!

I was a very tiny guy, but very happy to be with my new family.