Sunday, December 9, 2007

Diego, You Got A Little Something On Your Face...


...Yeah, a little piece of white fuzz. No, it's right there. No, wait, the other side. Huh? No. Just.... oh well, nevermind. Say cheese!


The Chis Celebrate Chanukah!




Dreidel, dreidel, we made you out of clay...

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Bella the Warrior

Diego waits patiently for the battle to begin.


Suddenly, I pounce on him and show him no mercy. I will prevail and be triumphant!

Whoa, Daisy, whatchya got there?


Oh darn! The beautiful red squeaky toy wins again! How can I possibly compete with that???

Shoes. OMG, Shoes!!!

I love shoes. They are just an all-around perfect chew toy. I especially love my VIH's shoes. They have all kinds of great straps and bows and heels that are just the right size to sink my tiny teeth into.

So then what's the problem? My VIH is what's the problem! She won't let me into the special place where all her shoes are (the closet, as I have heard it called). She shoos me out of there before I can get a chance to even slobber on them.

So lately I have stepped my game up a bit. There's always a couple of times a week when she's not paying attention, the bedroom door is open, and so is the closet. These days are very special. Like a skilled hunter, I silently slink into the darkened room and make a quiet run for the closet. Sometimes I like to start my chew-fest in the closet, where mounds of shoes act as my natural camouflage.

Other times though I like to take my toy to my doggie bed, a place where I like to retreat and relax. The only trouble is that my bed is all the way on the other side of the house. So getting there without being caught is quite a challenge. That is why I have attached a map I created to fully illustrate to you the perseverance and dedication I have to my mission.

Betchya can't see me!!!

Enjoying my toy in the luxury of my doggie bed.

Getting shoe-toys is tedious work.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Bella on Star Trek?

Stardate 12.4.2007... I know as a Merle Chihuahua, I am very different from other chis. My distinct (and beautiful, I might add) markings and colors make me very special. I would consider myself to be the Spock of the Chihuahua world. Not a Klingon, but a Vulcan.

"Space:
The final frontier
These are the voyages of the Starship, Enterprise
Its 5 year mission
To explore strange new worlds
To seek out new life and new civilizations
To boldly go where no Chihuahua has gone before!"

"Live long and prosper, my Chihuahua friends."

What is a "Chihuahua Smile"?

A "Chihuahua Smile" is representative of all things that are good and right in the world. To get a chi to give you a Chihuahua Smile is one of the rare awards that few people can receive in life. It means, "I love you, I feel so good right now, and I am glad you are here with me." Take a look at this picture below:


Allow me to take a moment of your time to analyze what constitutes a Chihuahua Smile in the photo below:


So if you ever get a chance to witness this unique and glorious event, know that you are part of an elite group. For those that have seen the Chihuahua Smile are truly changed people.

M is for Milk

This white liquid that is so rich and delicious... we hear our VIH refer to it as milk. We swear, this milk is a sweet nectar of the gods!!! We'll take it in a cup, on a plate, or in a bowl. We will drink it in a house, or with a mouse. We will drink it here and there. We will drink it anywhere.




WE MOO FOR
MILK!!!