The Loud Noise

Yesterday G-Mom went out and left me home alone. Soon afterwards there was an excrutiatingly loud sound coming from the house. It hurt my ears so bad I started to howl and cry. It seemed to go on and on and on and then suddenly just stopped. Why would the house cry like that, and why does it have to cry so LOUD? Did the house cry because G-Mom left it too?? I don't cry anymore when G-Mom leaves, but yesterday I did cry because the house's loud crying hurt my ears. I hope it doesn't do this again. Today the sun is not shining so I cannot sunbathe. The sky is crying all over the ground, the trees and grass. The sky is also crying on Sam the Ham because he is too dumb to go in his dawg house. He looks like a drowned rat. What's wrong with everyone??

I Was Right and I Feel Bad

It's true. Britney Spears is an alien. Here is the latest photo with her alien ears exposed and longer blond wig. You can see she is trying to look more like a human so people will feel sorry for her since her alien babes were taken away. See, I told you she was from another planet!! I have been depressed the past few days, since I subjected myself to eating a dead bird. Poor turkey bird. Damn the humans.

Caught In The Act

I am ashamed of myself. Not only did I eat one of my feathered friends, I really liked it. It was moist and tasty. But how could I do this?? I could pretend I didn't know, but the humans were sitting at the table eating the dead bird and I knew it. I betrayed the animal kingdom and I deserve to be tied and whipped by the biggest turkey I know. Hey, wait a minute... I don't know any turkeys! I'll probably get away with it this time, but my conscious will haunt me.

Turkey in the Dawg House.

Oh My! There's a dead turkey in our house. Its feathers are gone and its head is missing!! I first saw it in the refrigerator, then it was in the sink getting a bath, and then G-Pop put it in the hot oven. I guess this means that the humans in this house will be eating this turkey. I am repulsed. I didn't think that they ate birds. Now I know why everyone around hear keeps saying "Happy Turkey Day" Uh huh, what's a dawg to do, and a good-looking dawg I might say.

Go Away Bad Dream

I had a bad dream last night. I was back in New Jersey and lost in the woods again. In my dream, it is very dark, it is raining and cold and I am wandering around in the woods looking for a place to sleep. I cannot find my warm bed and blanket, like the ones I have at home. I am scared and lonely and I want my family. I am wondering if they have abandonded me. Don't they love me anymore? Where is Dana and G-Mom and G-Pop? Then as I am about to cry, I wake up in a cold sweat. I have not thought abouth this for a long time, so I am wondering why I am dreaming about this horrible time. Do dawgs get post traumatic stress syndrome? Maybe I need the dawgcologist.

Tito

PLEASE FORWARD TO EVERYONE THAT YOU KNOW IN THE AREA! Sponsored by: LOST DOG ALERT Lost Chihuahua ALERT Pomona, California Tito Chihuahua Small (0 - 20 lbs) Brown & White Male Last seen in: Pomona, California Cal Poly Pomona University, last spotted near University Drive on the Freshmen Dorms More Info: http://dogdetective.com/dog-details.cfm?dogid=979017

My Second Favorite Place

When the sun is not shining and I have no place to sunbathe, this is my next favorite spot in the whole house, G-Mom and G-Pop's bed. First thing in the morning, I got outside for a pee and a poop. Then I eat breakfast and G-Mom plays with me and DoDo. She throws DoDo and I catch him. We play this for a while and then G-Mom goes into the kitchen and has her coffee. If the sun is out, I find a nice spot to lay and sunbathe, but if the sun is not shining, I sneak upstairs and go back into bed. It's nice and warm in the bed, and you know us chi's love it warm. We do not like the cold. Brrrrrrr. P.S. That's me under the covers!!

All the Poor Turkeys.

I am devestated. I found out that humans eat birds. Little birds and big birds, and they are especially fond of turkey. Oh my poor feathered friends. It must be terrifying knowing that at any time you could be killed and then cooked and then eaten. Oh my!! It's so scary. I wish I could tell all my bird friends in the yard to watch out for the humans looking to eat them. I wonder if humans eat dawgs? I don't think I can sleep tonight.

Newbies in the Hood.

There's some company in the hood. A squeaky bird.. I don't know what its name is but I call it Simon. Simon sounds like a good name for a loud bird. It stands on the water bowl and shouts something that makes the other birds disappear. I wonder if its one of those bully birds? There are also some pretty butterflies hangin around, sucking on the bright red flowers in the yard. G-Mom snapped some pics of them because they don't come around that often. They are sheer beauty floating around in that air. See what I mean!!

Awwwww...Where's Chubs?

Not another lost chi? She's so cute, I hope she wasn't dawg-napped. I hope she wasn't eaten by a coyote either. Please help Chubs. PLEASE FORWARD TO EVERYONE THAT YOU KNOW IN THE AREA! Sponsored by: LOST DOG ALERT Lost Chihuahua ALERT rosemead, California chubs Chihuahua Small (0 - 20 lbs) Gold/Yellow/Tan Female Last seen in: rosemead, California Last seen on Hellman Ave. & Charlotte in Rosemead, CA. More Info: http://dogdetective.com/dog-details.cfm?dogid=978743

Iggy

Did you hear about Iggy the dawg? The story is that a famous woman named Ellen adopted him from a shelter in Pasadena and then decided that she couldn't keep him, so she gave him to her friend and the shelter found out and took Iggy back. How rude!! Ellen was trying to do a good thing for Iggy. At least Iggy had a good home! They should have minded their own business. This will make people less inclined to adopt dawgs from shelters and that would be pretty bad for all the homeless dawgs out there. Ruf Ruf.

Sun-Dipped

This is one of my favorite spots in the dawg house. The sun shines warmly in the afternoon and I just lay here and snooze. I was not aloud outside today because something was going on out there. The man said "no doggies in the yard today." Sam the Ham is not aloud out either and he must be going crazy in that pen. I am wearing my new shirt today. It has a star on it. It's real kool, for the kool chihuahua, ME.

Sam the Ham...Gay?

There's Sam, checking out my package. He doesn't get any boom boom, so he's acting a little strange. How do you know if a dawg is gay? I think Sam the Ham is gay. He follows me around the yard and tries to lick my hiney. How weird is that?? I try and run away, but he sneaks up on me. He has to be gay because no other dawg has tried to lick my hiney. Lots of dawgs smell my hiney, but none of them lick it. He better leave me alone or I am going to bite his tail.

Where Are All The Dawgs Going??

I wonder if Stussy ran away like I did? Please help find Stussy because he may be disoriented and can't find his way home. That's what happened to me and I was lost in the woods for nine days. It was terrible dawgs!! On the ninth day G-Mom and G-Pop rescued me. Do you think maybe someone kidnapped him? We all know how good looking chihuahua's are, so it's no wonder someone would want us! Good luck to Stussy's family and don't give up hope!! PLEASE FORWARD TO EVERYONE THAT YOU KNOW IN THE AREA! Sponsored by: LOST DOG ALERT Lost Chihuahua ALERT chino, California Stussy Chihuahua Small (0 - 20 lbs) Brown/Chocolate Male Last seen in: chino, California in between riverside drive and chino avenue on benson......near c street, d street and chino highschool More Info: http://dogdetective.com/dog-details.cfm?dogid=977374

Stray In The Hood.

You won't believe what happened!! Today G-Pop, G-Mom and the Ram Man were going for a nice casual walk down the street so I could do my business on the neighbors grass when all of a sudden a straggly white dawg came charging right for me. G-Pop picked me up by my harness and I went flying like a puppet on a string. G-Mom caught me and the G threw a rock at the stray dawg. I showed her my big white teeth and the G yelled at her and she went running down the street. I tried to follow her, but she ran too fast to catch her. I was ready to chomp down on her hind leg. What the hell is she doing here anyway, invading my turf. She better never come back.

The Rooster is Cooked, So is the Frog.

All that trick or treat stuff made the rooster really tired. I'm pooped today. Not doing much. G-Mom told me that one of the frogs died. She found him under the planter stiff as a board. I think it was because it was so dry out during the fires. All of the plants dried up in the planters and that's where he lived. I'm not sure if it was Freddie or Frankie. They looked alike so its hard to tell. AWWW... poor froggie.

Trick or Treat?

Well, here I am dressed in that stupid rooster costume. I tried to hide, but G-pop got it on me against my will. Don't I look hideous? Who ever saw a dawg dressed up as a rooster? Why wasn't I something kool, like a fire hydrant or a dawg bone? We walked around the neighborhood with the little Princess who was dressed up like a pony. She got lots of candy and I got NOTHING! Not one dawg treat. And G-Mom even made that annoying rooster sound...cock-a-doodle-do, cock-a-doodle-do!!!! What's wrong with this world?? I would have yelled it myself it I could have!