Dog Blogs and My First Award

I would like to thank the Academy, my coworkers, my mum, my my... Just kidding. I, the tiny Chihuahua, received this wonderful surprise; my first award e-ver:

I wanna thank my pal Mango and buds Bobo & Meja for passing it on to me. Now, I need to come up with (only) 5 names. That's going to be tricky since I enjoy so many blogs, but I'm not really worried because, in the end, we all get what we deserve. Here it goes:

Dinah, Bridget, and Elliot, the tiny pack with the large heart, all three are chihuahuas
The Doublemint twins, Zack and Sassy, and of course Buddy, my "dazed" friends
Paco, Milo, and Maya "miei amori" as well, if I may
Reilly, enjoy your new park
Phantom and Thunder, Siberian Huskies extraordinaire

You are all blessings...

Twink!

Did Somebody Say Chiweenie?

ROFLing here. After the family went to sleep last night, I stayed up and watched a Dogs 101 recording and I lucked out. In this episode, they explained a lot about designer dogs, --and my sissy, Frankie, is supposed to be a Chiweenie. ROFL again. First off, I still can't believe that the Chiweenie falls under the Designer Dog category! Haaaa, have you looked at Frankie closely? Does Frankie look to you like a "designer anything"?

The Chiweenie is also supposed to have short legs. Frankie looks like she's on stilts, more like a cross between a Chihuahua and a gazelle! And it gets better, chiweenies have the funniest nicknames: Mexican hot dod, lol, German taco... I'm laughing so hard, I'm crying.

I learned something else on that show, but this is not funny. I learned about dog sharing. I don't know what to make of that. What if it turns into some type of ugly custody battle and us kids are in the middle? Or do you get the best of both worlds? But doesn't it sound upsetting? I know I'd never want to be "shared" personally, but I also know that when I was homeless and hanging by the rail of "the bridge" any pet adoption would have worked. Perhaps the answer is simple: "home is wherever you're loved".

Twink!

Dear Tweeter Friends, I Am Not So Happy Today

If I may say so myself, I'm a sweetheart of a tea cup Chihuahua who blogs, is a tweeter, and shares fun photos and videos with friends. I admit, I've been having a little too much fun. So, you understand my confusion, fear, and sadness when I found out my Twitter account had been hacked.

Beware when my face looks like this

That is wrooong! I lost some friends already, and that made me sad. I'm posting my experience to point out that we should all be aware of situations like this and support each other. If any of you suspect "strange activities" coming from your friends, first make them aware. Chances are you're going to be called a "life saviour".

Twink!

Mastiff Sums It Up

This Sums It Up

Jude, the mastiff, digesting

Ugh, my tummy's so full still, it hurts. I don't believe I've ever eaten so much. I think Jude, a dog rescue, may have eaten more. What do you think? 

Twink!

Dog Rescue | Cat Rescue | Post Thanksgiving Meal Preview

Bobbie Zzz

Street kitty

Linguini pozzzez

Dalmatian and German Shorthaired Pointer

Zzzzet!

Street kitty

Zzzze the and only Max

Maine coon

Me, being lazzzzzzy

tea cup chihuahua

Twinkie: Hey, what are you doing here?

Bird: We're hiding, in case we're mistaken for turkeys!

Twinkie: You are a finch, kk?

No comment

Chiweenie moment

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Twinkie

My Animal Shelter, My Home

'Tis the Day Before Thanksgiving

I've been tweeting to friends and strangers. A couple of the trend Trending Topics for the day are Thanksgiving related and I'm now on a roll. Things my pack and I are grateful for:

#1 TLC

All ex-strays and homeless, know the value of being loved. 

A hug is a hug is a hug

As the upside down Chiweenie

Food on the floor, bowl, grass, wherever!

I will finish this bone before I meet my maker

That's a mighty bone for a tea cup Chihuahua

Good friends!

Hanging with friends, aaah
More Lhasa Apso Pictures coming your way soon

A roof over our head

Okay, so I'm a little squished

And of course, my beloved family: I love you all and I'm grateful for each and every one of you, Mom, Frankie, Linguini, Bob, Jet, Max, J&D

A treat: Before I go,  I would like to share a single photo of my buddy Jude, aka Deputy Dog, whose home I'll be feasting at tomorrow (if he doesn't step on me first). Dear Mango, this one's for you. Here's my other ginormous friend. He is a mastiff and proud of it. 

1 Jude-paw = 3 Twink-heads

Remember: Adopt a pet

Twink! Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Maine Coon and Akita | German Shepherd

Max and Darla's Story

Adopt A Pet

I should have know when I heard Mom was going to the animal shelter, that she wouldn't come home alone. She brought back two old geezers. LOL. She cleaned up. She found out who was in trouble the most and adopted them. OMG! Who would have expected this! Darla, a seven year old Akita and German Shepherd mix was enormous. Just a scary sight.

Along with Darla came Max, an eight year old giant fluffy maine coon--a cat, I was told. Max's days were numbered. Actually, in his case, his hours were numbered. A lady had adopted him once, but then Max coughed up a fur-ball (of epic proportions) on the way to her car, and she turned around and un-adopted him. Humans! Oh, well. Max, Maximilian, Maxwell, Maxine, this time decided to empty his bowels on the way to his new home, our home. What a stinker! 

 Darla, the German Shepherd and Akita mix, was an awesome dog but not the best pal for me. She spoke English and German. She was also the first dog at our house to play "fetch" or "bring" as they say in Germand. She could "sitz", "platz" and all the good things, but we had a little problem. She would pick me up and put me in her mouth! Yikes! That was scary. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who thought so. Mom was terrified. She got on the phone and found Darla a superb home. Darla stayed with us for a few short terrifying for me days, but we miss her. At the moment, she lives happily with her new family at a home in Malibu. She goes to the beach almost every day, lucky girl. Braver hund, Darla!

Senior maine coon Max was awesome  too but not the best companion for our kitties, the famous tailless twins, who were half his size. Our cats freaked, but Max didn't seem to care. He still doesn't. Things haven't changed much although it's been a year. Every now and then the twins and Max get into minor cat fights, but Max is a loner and all he cares about is to have his water, food, and petting only--when he wants it. He's a bit old and every now and then his arthritis bothers him, but the vet gives him Rimadyl and Mom keeps him on a healthy diet. It's manageable. I actually like Max. He's quiet and gentle and we never bother each other. The only one who could really complain about Max is Linguini, the Dalmatian and German Shorthaired Pointer mix, aka The Spotted Dog. Max stole her bed!

But Linguini doesn't mind because...

She got an even better one!

Adopt a pet. 

Twink!