A Sleepy Chi on his new Blankie

Granny and Me

Papas Teeth

My Papas is in so much pain. I feel horrible for him. I totally understand what he is going thru now. He had two teeth pulled today. The pharmacy is late in delivering his medicine. He is in pain. The dentist had to chip away at one tooth and the other came out like a pop. Papas told me how it was.. he said it just popped like pop corn. Now the stupid medicine is not here for him to take and I am so sad for him.

Nero, Pia, I and mama are all laying on the bed with papas trying to make him feel better. I am so angry and mamas is also and she has been calling the stupid pharmacy and they are closed.

GROWL!

Do Chis go to Steakhouses?

I often wonder... where are the restaurants for Chihuahuas? Since I am famous, I get dinner invitations all the time, but lately the invites have been waning. I am quite annoyed at this, I will share with you. One day, I will get to Lorenzo's in the Staten Island Hilton. They named the restaurant after their pup, Lorenzo. He is a bit more famous than I and I do hate to admit it. I wouldn't mind sharing a plate of filet mignon with him, but I hear he is a real nasty hound. I think he isn't into sharing. I hear the mamas met him a few years ago. he almost bit her fingers off.. that is so uncool.. I am glad I wasn't there because I would have so defended the mamas it wouldn't have been funny!

So.. yesterday mama and I went for a walk... we didn't go too far, but when we got back to 81st, I turned left and headed for home. I needed a nap after that walk. It was a bit warm out and I enjoyed it, but we all know how I love to sleep....

Maybe I will take a hot spa bath.... aaaahhh.. sounds like a chis dream!

A Sleepy Chi

Once a day I try to take a nap.. well, let me rephrase this... once an hour.. I try to take a nap.. and because of the neighborhood, and the people and the other dogs, it is way too disturbing. Don't get me wrong, I love the house and the neighborhood, but these people are loud. I am not sure if they realize that a famous chi is living here in the new house. I think I have to speak to the landlord and start a neighborhood watch for sleepy chi's...

Where's my Yarmukle?

Shalom, my friends and have a swift Pesach.

I am here to tell you of my first Passover in many years. I am 5 this year, ladies and gents and I have to say, it was not what I remember. We went to Great Grannie's and celebrated this solemn event in our history. Babushka and Dedushka, Mamas and Papas and I all got gussied up and went to eat. I hear mamas and papas had some yummy food, but all I got was some matzoh that fell on the floor. I realized a bit too late that we were watching a Yiddish Rock Concert depicting the exodus from Egypt of Moses and his people. There were many yiddish songs and at the finale, they played Hava Neegila. I am not sure if the spelling is correct, so please forgive the hound.

I realized that Matzoh was kosher, but I would have liked a pickle, or some bitter herb or some manischiewitz....

oy!

How one forgets...

Yesterday after Mamas came home from the dermatologist, she took me out for a walk. It was such a beautiful day! I was dressed in my Juicy Couture Sweatshirt and had on my Coach collar. We walked down the block and on the avenue to see the ladies at the Hair Dresser. Mamas made an appointment for me for domani to get a hair cut. I feel strongly about having long hair. It is what distinguishes me from the other chi's in town. I am fortunate, however, that they do not touch my butt-fur. That, to me, is a definite must. I do not feel that anyone should have a scissors taken to their posterior. I do my best to grow my hair as often and as quickly as possible. I do only go for a haircut a few times a year, but it is always torture for me.

On our walk, we met a lady with two short hair chi's. One was a girl, she cried like a baby...it disturbed me because she sniffed my coolie. I do not like it when other dogs sniff my rear. I know it is how we get to know each other, but, you see, I do not think of myself as a dog. I am more human-like. I display more human-like qualities and that is just that. I sit on the couch and watch television. I eat like a normal human being at normal human being hours. I use the rest room like normal humans, so why do I wind up in the dog category? It perplexes me.

And the thought of the day is....

The weekend.. treats will abound....Mamas and Papas will be home. I hear that I am supposed to get a hair cut tomorrow and that I am also suppose to go for a pedicure. I am sure that I will be a nervous Chi at the vet for my pedicure so I am going to have to take a bath also. Mamas says it is a spa day.. for Chihuahuas it is not. I do not like spa days. I love to wallow in my stink. As soon as my bath is over, I start to grab my stink again. I think it is fun, but no one else does. They like me all fluffy and clean and soft with my ears all fluffified!