Today we tried something new... a soda, as we have heard our VIH call it. This soda was absolutely terrible! How can you humans drink that stuff!?! It gave us the weirdest feelings in our mouths, one that nature did not certainly intend. And what could make an event this bad become even worse? Our VIH capturing all of it on the camera.
VIH, what do you have there? That looks tasty!
Oh God, that is horrible! Get that feeling out of my mouth!
My VIH cut this picture off, but you can clearly see my disgust over the soda. Wow, that's pretty bad! VIH, I hope I never have to see soda again!
Something interesting you may not know about me: I LOVE PAPER. I love everything about it: the variation of colors and textures it comes in, its chewability, and most importantly, it's shredability. You can give me a piece of paper and I can obliterate it in seconds. About six or seven months ago I single-pawedly shredded my VIH's check ledger. I was pretty proud about how quickly I accomplished this great feat, a whole little booklet of papers turned into nothing but paper bits. In celebration I flung the paper bits all over the house; it was one of the best days of my life! But for some reason my VIH didn't want to share in my victory with me when she got home. Maybe it was because she had to pick up all the little, teeny, tiny pieces of paper I threw around the house? I'm not sure, but ever since I was hooked to what you humans call paper.
Daisy, silly dog, you can't have that paper... it belongs to me!
VIH, I know you like to take lots of pictures of us, but is this one really necessary? I look absolutely TERRIBLE in this picture... and with my great looks, I can't have this negative type of press going around.
As Chihuahuas, we learn that we need to take care of each other in a pack. And let's be honest, sometimes there are things that we just cannot do on our own. A perfect example of this would be grooming our face. How can we keep it clean? We can't just walk up to a sink on all fours and lather our paws up with soap like you humans do. So we rely on each other to keep our faces looking puppy pretty.
Thank you, Diego, the bottom of my mouth has been rather dirty lately!
Every year we make it a point to speak at an event that supports important issues facing Chihuahuas today. Last year it was the I May Be Small, But That Doesn't Mean I Always Want To Be In A Purse convention. This year, it was the 2008 Treats convention... because no Chihuahua should have to face life without a treat.
Doing our part for the betterment of Chihuahuas everywhere.
Our breed is the best of all the dog breeds in the world. We know this. So for all those humans out there who completely agree with us, why not show off your Chihuahua pride around your home with a few of these fine Chihuahua-themed products? Come on, Chihuahuaify your home... you know you want to!
Imagine going out to get your newest postal delivery... in a CHIHUAHUA MAILBOX! Why not adorn your garden with a CHIHUAHUA TOPIARY? Sitting down to a taco dinner? Then you better break out your CHIHUAHUA TACO HOLDER! And what Chihuahua lover could go without CHIHUAHUA TOILET PAPER in their bathroom? That's so hot!
And finally, why not spice up your bedroom with a set of CHIHUAHUA PILLOWS on your bed? Just look at that face... priceless!!!
We all know our VIH loves us. She showers us with constant kisses, hugs, belly rubs, scratches, treats and love. We always get new toys and sleep in bed with her at night where it is soft and very warm. We have each other during the day when she is gone, and when she comes home she does her very best to give us lots of attention to make up for it. We always have fresh water and kibble, and a few times a week we even get that kibble mixed with rice or cheese or meat. We know we are very lucky pups, and we love our VIH very much. We just want to know one thing...
WHY must you stick that camera thing smack in our faces and make the light flash right when we are trying to rest?
Extremely soft and cushy blankets are one of the best things that humans have created. There are only a few things that give me such a fantastic thrill as the sight and feel of that special softness against my short-haired coat. I think my VIH is a little bothered with me though. There is this one particular blanket of hers which I really love... she calls it her bathrobe... and I just cannot get enough of it. It's perfectly soft and warm and reminds me of being a tiny little pup again. Just take a look at the picture of me below:
Can you find a better example of complete and total bliss? I think not.