Linguini's Recession Small Dog Bed

We're all affected by the recession. With foreclosures on the rise and peoples losing their homes, dog rescue and animal rescue organizations across the country believe us furiends to be the newest victim. Duh! Linguini has taken all this to heart. She's got all the dog food  (kibble) she needs and a roof over her head. She now wishes to make a statement.

She decided to give up this:

a deluxe large dog bed

In exchange for that:

a ratty small dog bed

What on earth? Our Linguini always has her own approach to life. She's unique, as Momma says while shaking her head. Designer dog beds aren't her style! BOL

Linguini's take on the recession and a message from her:
I have empathy for the economy and I prefer my small dog bed

Just for giggles

There, I even gave you a sneak peek of your Frankie. We're all doing the best we can, but we must also maintain a good sense of humor.

Twink!

Cat Rescue Cats Gone Wild and Terrible Twos

No, I'm not talking about the age. I'm referring to our cats, the infamous twins, Bob (gray) and Jet (black?). Remember the cat rescue story? As you know, they are the cause of much cat-astrophe in our home, especially if there is a catnip toy involved. I have been telling you about how Jet casually and frequently whacks us all as we go by her. I just discovered two videos to prove it. Unfortunately, you'll have to wait for the good one: Jet v. Frankie since we haven't caught the culprit with our candid camera yet.

In video #1 (all you impatient ones go directly to the 18th second, jeez) you see a typical moment in my house. We're in the kitchen and Bob wants to steal some catnip out of the hanging basket. Jet just sits patiently in wait! While they were up there, couldn't they at least have done their dishes? I suggest you turn the volume up. You can actually hear the...

Whack!
A catnip effect

In video #2 Bob is again exploring the magic catnip basket. Yes, we do realize he has a problem. We're looking for a good catnip detox clinic if you know of one. In any case, you can witness again Jet's whacking technique (35th second for the lazy ones). This is a quiet blow as Jet is constantly trying to perfect her technique.

And Whack

This is what we have to put up with at mi casa. I realize that our situation is embarrassing and that my ego should be at least mildly bruised (along with my head), but I'm old enough to know that all good families have their issues, and mine's no exception. Catnip effects are both our entertainment and possibly our demise. 

Twink!

Horseback Riding Lessons | We Made It

We left the horse barn before the downpour started and we survived another crazy day at our barn.

They have been warning us, Southern Californians, about an impending storm front. Today, we could all feel it. It had surrounded us. The air was totally still and the clouds rolling over our heads kept growing thicker and darker. Humans and other animals were on edge. The humans were already freaking out because they knew they wouldn't be able to get horseback riding lessons for the rest of the week and probably longer. The rest of the animals, well we could all feel something in the air, but we didn't know what it was, so we were all acting a bit bananas.

At first, some of the doggies gathered in the middle of the ring to observe the horseback riding lessons better.

Middle of the Ring: Dogs, A Child, Horses...The Works!

My sissies and I are not allowed in the ring. We do have the strictest parent at the horse barn, but I'm not complaining. I get it. If I get stepped on, ka-splat! Flattened like a stepped on cockroach, the end, it's over, no more Twink-love. We do get to observe from the sidelines though and despite my maturity and understanding, I get frustrated.

Here's a short video that summarizes it all; the crazy horses, nutty dogs, and the subtle laryngeal sounds escaping my tiny throat. ¡Ay, Chihuahua!

The Evidence

After her horseback riding lessons, on five horses(!), Sister D, my equestrian sibling, seemed at last satisfied. She was getting ready for our departure as the temperature dramatically dropped. Momma stuck Frankie and me under her winter coat. Linguini began to shudder. The first drops of rain started to fall. We had had a great day and we were all going home relatively dry and in one piece.

After all the running around and the cold weather, there was only one thing left to do.

Chi Pile

I won't be going to see my friends for at least a week. I may not even go for hikes for that long. Perhaps I should take on a different sport. Agility comes to mind, but when I think of the teeter...I get weak at the knees.

Hope y'all had a great weekend!

Twink!

Chiweenie v. Tea Cup Chihuahua | Eureka!

Those of you who expect me to come down on the chiweenie after yesterday's shenanigans, know that she is under our mumsie's protection. I've been given strict orders not to trash the brat. However, I can still do this: All this time, I've been wondering why Frankie the Bratwurst gets such a warm response from all of you! I finally figured it out.

Exhibit A:

Frankie's soft, kind eyes

Exhibit B:

My bug-eyes

I can tell for myself, that this make sense, but I'm not superficial. I always dig deeper to find everyone's inner beauty. So keep looking, amigos y amigas! Besides, unlike what you may believe, the chiweenie and I are truly happy together.

Exhibit C:

Feel the love and tranquility?

Of course, with me being much older and wiser, I tend to have a little bit more fun than Frankie.

Exhibit D:

This is NO choke hold. It's an act of sisterly love.

I hope I've cleared up some issues for the skeptics.

Twink!

Chiweenie Friday

Yay! I'm ba-ack! It's lil' Frankie the chiweenie puppy. I was given permission to post. This is my birthday present, I think. At least that's what Momma saided.

I want to thank you all for your wonderful wishes. Tee hee hee (I'm a bit shy). I had a lovely birthday yesterday. I spent most of the day at the offices of our dog vet getting Linguini checkeded out. She's going to be fine. We're mostly worried about Momma who worries over Linguini. See? Confusing. Everything is confusing when you're one year and one day old.

Like the other day, I bloggeded and then Twinkie said something about hurting me. Who me? I'm everybody's sweetie. I'm the baby of the family. I was confused.

Then I peed on the bed and Momma started yelling at me. I thought beds were just for lullabies.

Yesterday, I sang along to the Happy Birthday song and Twinkie threw her slipper at me.

Uh-oh, speaking of Twinkie, I think I hear her yelling at me. I better run. Talk to you soon!

A very confused one-year-and-one-day-old Frankie The Chiweenie Bratwurst

Dog Flea Feedback Please

I am working hard, trying to figure out how a tiny dog like myself can win the Dog Pile contest. After seeing Mango's modeling shot with all those shoes on him, I decided to get creative. I would like to share with you a sneak preview of my entry photo:

The Dog Flea Circus

Dog Flea population: 2 million 5 Thousand and 99. Beat that! 

What do you think? Will this circus idea fly or do I need to brainstorm again?

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT

Today is Frankie's Birthday, We Think

the chiweenie wants to give us a present on her special day

Frankie's statement (I'm letting her just this once): This was the bestest first birthday ever! I spent the day with my family and I enjoyeded all our activities. I can't wait 'till I blow my candle! I hope you likeded my video. Teehee

Now I have to go help mommy get all those fleas out, ouch, ouch, ouch!

Twink!

Tea Cup Chihuahua | Yesterday's Results

What do I mean by that? Well, after going over all the comments on my last post "More Barn Trouble", three themes emerged.

Theme #1: Mango, frank Frankie, Brutus, Deborah, Brooke, Baby Rocket Dog and Hootie, and Khyra and her sometimes her mom all noticed my levitations. They commented on my tea cup chihuahua flying skills and they even called my stride boingy.

Theme #2: Houndstooth, Remington, Dory and Mama, and Gus, Louie, and Callie concentrated on my SUPERhero powers!

Theme #3: Madi and Mom compared me to Tinker Bell. Okay, so it was only one comment, but I liked it!

That's it for the themes. Of course, as if often happens, Mr. JackDaddy's views were different from the rest. Jack is probably having attention span issues because the entire post he was focused on the duck cutout.

Now that I explored/exploited all of yesterday's comments, I'd like to mention briefly that I've been brainstorming, discussing with other furiends, not sleeping at night, trying to figure out how to handle Mango Minster's sponsored event: Dog Pile! My furends, I though I was too tiny for this, but then I'm also a tough and determined girl. I'm just figuring out the last few details and then I'm ready to compete against the best. Good luck to those who enter against me...

Twink!