Are We There Yet?

When it comes to car rides, puppies and children have a lot in common. Check out my embarrassing pack mates, Frankie (lately we think she's an Italian Greyhuahua) and Pedrito (we're pretty certain he's a Rat Terrier chi mix, aka RAT-CHA BOL)

Designer dogs in action

Are We There Yet?

A movie directed by Twinkie Von Twinkerson

Shhhhh

 

"Silence is golden"

Edited by

Twinkie

Italian Greyhuahua's Woes

Lately, my sissy, Frankie, the ex-chiweenie most definitely Italian Greyhuahua mix, BOL, is being referred to as Walking Sorrow (yes, we all have Indian names).

Walking Sorrow's Woes

 First, the duck and her adorable ducklings arrived

 Then, the Great Danes, that stole the humans' affections

 Yes, both of them

 Hey, make some room

 Fine!

 Twinkie, will you share some kibble with me?

(Yeah, right)

No wonder they call me what they call me. What the duck?! I'm a designer dog.

I also used to be the family's darling, but now . . .

THE END

a story in photos

by Twinkie

Author's note: Frankie is a DRAMA QUEEN. The above photos were reenactments to support her viewpoint. We're all getting along, we're all taken care of, and we're all in excellent health and spirits.

Chiweenie Friday (14) - Dog Training Tips...

Hello! Frankie here, the Chiweenie, that's what I'm used to. I don't know what to do about all this Italian Greyhuahua information. I surviveded another week and I'm here to tell you about it. Twinkie's been talking a lot about dog training tips, so I decided to take you to school with me and learn what to avoid.

This is what I see every time I go to school

I only get those a-after class, when I've been good

This is me, the Chiweenie, at the beginning of class

Here's beautiful, playful, and oh-so-smart, Roxie

A new member, Heidi

Can you believe she was the runt of her litter? I do

She's really dainty and perky

Here's Olga (front)

Olga's rear end

No, she's not a Shar- Pei, she's going to grow into those folds

And ... me

Olga and Roxie playing

A furiendly pow-wow/sniffer galore

And me

Olga left early

I would have waved bye-bye

But I was stuck underneath a chair

I did wave bye-bye to the dog treat bar though

After the way I behaved again, I knew I could only wave from far away

As if life wasn't tough enough, the new joke is: Frankie's a Chiweenie, as in Chicken and Weenie. Not BOL. 

Have a not bad day at all!!!

Frankie, The Chiweenie

Dog Beach and Dog Training Tips from Malibu, CA

I seriously couldn't wait to post about my first dog beach excursion ever! I was so excited that I even allowed M to dress me up in a soft fleece shirt that says Doggone Gorgeous! The weather was wonderful, a bit on the cool side, but the nice warm sun made all the difference. The sand was superb! As soon as we got there, Frankie and I started doing the bunny hop. What do you call two designer dogs enjoying a day at the dog beach?

Chihuahua bunny hop

aka Chibunny

Italian Greyhuahua bunny hop

aka Chitalian Bun Bun

Another pawesome, in my opinion, designer dog name

Dog training tips: If you sense your human's hesitation before taking you off leash, heel. Act like the most obedient walker and see if it works. It works for me most of the time. Also, allow your humans some personal satisfaction by doing something new and unusual. For example, I wore a shirt. That makes your humans think that they trust you more. BOL

I had no idea that a dog beach can be so vast. I was pleased and not intimidated, and apparently so was Frankie. 

I felt so tiny!

And so did Frankie

We didn't mind one bit though. After the first bunny hops near M, we just let loose. Dog training tips, continued: Don't forget to stick by your humans, at first! After a few minutes, do as you please. They can only whistle so loud.

I had no idea the dog beach was such a romantic place

Or such a spiritual one

(Frankie's praying again)

Surprise, surprise, M only had on her two digital photo cameras and her flip cam! At one point, she was trying to hoax Frankie and me to join her closer to the water, so she could shoot video. A big wave came and got her soaking wet, boots and everything, all the way up to her waist. She almost got drawn into the water, but she claims she stayed as balanced as she could and didn't get tumbled around because she was holding onto her flip cam. We don't have that most entertaining video to share, but we have the next best thing: Twinkie and Frankie at the Malibu dog beach! 

Before I go, I want to remind our furiends that Toby has left and his raiser could use our support!

And while my date has been MIA and not asked me yet to Date Night, this won't stop me from reminding our furiends that Date Night is happening over at Twix's. 

Last, Global Animal Blogging Event still in process, until midnight on Saturday. Sunday we get to spread the  joy by contacting our winners about their free giveaways!

Twinkie

Dog Beach | Dog Training Tips | Bonus Restaurant Reviews

My family has been too busy recently and we haven't really had a day off in a while. When M was invited to Gladstone's of Malibu for lunch yesterday, she decided she could use a little time off, so she grabbed Frankie and me and off we went. We went to Malibu and more specifically Gladsone's, a landmark restaurant.

Warning: under new management

Finding a dog beach was not a priority since M isn't one to obey rules. She even snuck us inside the restaurant. Sorry, no photos available since we were "under cover". All you need to know is, the carry-on's zipper often came undone as M's hand offered us dog treats from the table. [Dog training tip #1: always behave and softly gaze upon the diners lovingly] Yum! I wasn't too anxious to get to the dog beach since I was already in heaven nibbling on calamari.

We moved outside to enjoy the sunshine and cool breeze and to allow us, the smuggled ones, to stretch our limbs. [Dog training tip #2: gently stretch inside the carry on, demonstrating how restricted your movement is, and don't forget the adorable look] M and company were discussing the Pacific Coast Highway robbery after receiving an abominable  price gouging that was as offensive as the entire experience, with the exception of our skilled and sweet waitress.

Oh, the sun felt good!

It had been heated from the sun and doubled as a most appropriate heating pad alternative

Of course, the brat had to scope out the situation first

What if there were any Chimeanies around?

Yikes, she finally emerged and blocked my sun

[Dog training tip #3: look exasperated and some human will oblige and remove the "obstacle" as they did with Frankie! I tell you, these dog training tips work!]

After we got kicked out of the deck, because Gladstone's of Malibu has become a rather unfriendly place under their new management, and I don't mean just to us dogs, we moved down to the beach. There were no signs that required us to be on leash, so Frankie and I went wild. It was our first visit to the beach ever! [Dog training tip #4: look longingly towards the direction you want your humans to take you, over and over, until you catch their eye]

Hasta la vista, Gladstone's of Malibu

I'll share more about it and specifically the dog beach tomorrow, but I think I made my point. Forget the old glorious Gladstone's of Malibu (aka Gladstone's 4 Fish). It's gone. Heck, even the staple peanuts they offered by the barrel are gone. For those who have never been, let me explain that Gladstone's used to be a pretty simple beach restaurant with a hippy vibe and a ton of peanut shells all over the ground. With the peanuts gone and the silly rules that vary from one area of the establishment to the next, it's become just a plain tourist trap, and we're no tourists! We're all informed bloggers. 

Twinkie

Designer Dogs

I while ago, I posted a story about a lady claiming that Frankie was A. her dog, and B. an Italian Greyhound-Chihuahua mix, an Italian Greyhuahua. Until that day, we assumed Frankie was a Chihuahua-Wiener Dog mix, which made her a Chiweenie, which is how she got her name. She's part hot-dog, as in frankfurter, a sausage. Add to this the fact that she's American and a brat...bratwurst and there she was! Frankie the Bratwurst was born, um, named.

This isn't Frankie but this is exactly how she was named

Ketchup please! And don't forget the bratwurst!

After the run in with the lady, I started making silly jokes about Designer dogs. First off, I wanted to know if designer dogs can only wear designer dog collars and sleep on designer dog beds.  Then I pondered, if a Wiener dog and a Chihuahua make a Chiweenie, wouldn't it be safe to assume that an Italian Greyhound and a Chihuahua make a Chitalian Greyhound? Not! Apparently there's a list of designer dogs' names, and on that list I found out that Frankie, according to the American Canine Hybrid Club is an Italian Greyhuahua. I thought it was hilarious until I kept reading. My experience was similar to that of reading a mix-and-match book.

Here are some of my favorite designer dogs BOL

Affenpinscher x Poodle = Affenpoo, who wants to be named after poo?
American Rat Terrier x Boston Terrier = Brat Hmm, no comment here
Chihuahua x Dalmatian  = Chimation This isn't the funniest of names, but I get to laugh over the details. A ladder comes to mind
Chihuahua x Jack Russell Terrier = Jack Chi This one makes me think of the possibilities if my furiend Jack and I were to have a pup together
Chihuahua x Pug = Chug Chug, chug, chug...
Chihuahua x Toy Fox Terrier  = Taco Terrier Is this a result of the Taco Bell commercial?

Collie x Golden Retriever  = Gollie, those make excellent soccer players
Dachshund x Pembroke Welsh Corgi  = Dorgi, which rhymes with "dorky"

Dachshund x Pomeranian  = Damerenian, again, fetch the ladder por favor

Jack Russell Terrier x Poodle  = Jack-A-Poo, sorry again, Jack. 

And a few desirable names for a few select designer dogs

Beagle x Chinese Shar Pei = Sharp Eagle

Cocker Spaniel x Lab = Spanador, ole!


You can read more about the new designer dogs at The American Canine Hybrid Club's website. 
Meanwhile, my imagination is running wild thinking that the possibilities are endless...

As if being a dog wasn't tough enough, it seems that designer dogs carry an extra burden: their name!!!

Twinkie

Chiweenie Friday (12)

Hello, dear furiends! Frankie here.

I'm ba-ack, but first I need to say a couple of things about GABE. No, Twinkie's not making me this time. I just like it and hope I win one of the free giveaways. 

Keep your posts and links coming up to the 10th of April. If you want to participate or even pawticipate, you need to email us your post's link at twinkietinydogATaolDOTcom. Twinkie's doing her best uploading the links as they come. If you don't see yours within 8 hours of sending it, try once more. Things constantly get lost in space. Speaking of getting lost, any time you feel lost about G.A.B.E., just click on our badge at the top of the sidebar. Business over. Tee-hee.

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Time to talk about dog obedience training and school. I can't thank you enough about your encouraging comments from last week. They helpeded me so much that I relaxed and even did some soul searching. This is what I discovered. 

The source of my fear

Trixie

Trixie's the one who's been attacking me every time I visit the barn. Trixie's a Chi-meanie and I'm not talking to her ever again. 

A careful analysis of my young soul, as Twinkie puts it, made it clear that I am traumatized. I will not be this way forever though. Now that I know why I'm afraid of small black and white dogs, I can take control. I'm growing up fast after all. 

Not so fast!

My classmates:

This is beautiful and sweet Roxie

I would love to play with her, but she reminds me of a certain Chi-meanie

Adorable, gentle Augie 

He too reminds me of the Chi-meanie

Bright, well-trained handsome Mitch

He's a blue heeler, one of my favorite breeds

He's so well behaved, I shouldn't be afraid of him, but he's also much bigger than I am

Me

As you can see, I was so brave, I even switched chairs

I deserve a tiny drumroll for this next photo

Ta-da! 

Now look who's being brave! It's me!

Mommy was so pleased with me. She kept huffing and puffing, but I could tell she was proud not so deep deep down. 

I have to run now. I want to visit more Global Animal Blogging Event posts and find out about their free giveaways!!! 

Frankie

Cute dog Pictures

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Cute Dog Pictures
dog adoption crew

HUG?

Pit bull

Doxie

Chihuahua

Chiweenie

Dalmatian and german shorthaired pointer, the dog

Chiweenie

Tea cup chihuahua, moi

Twinkie

Horse Show | Most Shocking News (Part Deux)

I noticed from Sunday's comments that most of you were upset with the golf cart lady who claimed Frankie was "her Lily," so I'm going to get right to it. She did it again, yesterday. Less drama, less dust, less of everything. She took Frankie over to visit her other dog adoption, with who Frankie supposedly had spent a few days. Frankie did not like that one bit. No recognition, zip. That took the wind out of the lady's sails and she promptly returned Frankie to M and me saying she approved of the way we took care of her. Pfffft No comment. Now, if M wants to get Frankie's DNA tested so we can find out her breed, fine. If not, we really couldn't care less. No matter how much I trash talk my sissy, I love her, and that's the truth.

Frankie can't stand being away from M and me

She wants to be close to us all the time

She is MY sister

No lady's gonna change that

(Jazzi, I am watching over her, like you asked)

Meanwhile, back by the horse stalls....

Remember the prisoners?
(Yes, Norwood, that's Holly, the blue heeler, on the top floor)

They escaped!

(I lead them to a burrito)

The horseback riding lessons paid off. Rider-Sister was champion of the equitation division and qualified for a couple of end of the year medal finals during this horse show. M was misty eyed as usual. She's very proud of both her peanuts!

This is Ringo!

There's been a new barn adoption, but I will share that with you next time. I think I'm crazy for the new guy--no worries Gunther, we're just furiends.
I would like to leave you on a happy note. My furiend, Boomer, the chihuahua, would like to sing for you (woo, for the sibes)

La la la

Wait! What's that?

Frankie's praying

I told her to stop worrying. The lady wasn't taking her away, not as long as I was around. We left shortly after this photo was taken. To be continued...

Twink!