A new Friend! (I hope)

Poppi! We're trying to Sleep here!
 

Hallllooooo my lovelies!   Time for another dish from the Diva.  I've FINALLY gotten Poppi to sit still long enough to take a little dictation from Moi!   In his defense though, he's been a really busy guy the last month or so, putting out fires at work and taking care of all the tasks he wants and/or needs to around the house.  (Sooooo - Love ya Poppi!)
Annnnyyy-hooooo, last night we were visited by a very nice young lady (Shout-Out to you, Kim - girl!) who will (it appears) be sitting the Sisters and I when Mummi and Poppi go visting friends out of town in a week or so.  Kim came in the afternoon and chatted with Mummi for a while. Then Poppi came in after work (& grocery shopping) and invited Kim to stay and eat supper with the fam (Mummi, Poppi, and the "girls"). She did and it turned into a marathon chat fest (until late in the evening).  Mummi (Gawd Luv 'er!), just can't help herself sometimes.  I'm sure Kimmie knows more than she ever needed (or wanted ) to know about Mummi, Poppi, et. al.  Now, the smile never left Kim's face, but I not sure if she was actually entertained or approaching desperation at the need to escape, and was afraid to drop it.  In all fairness, Poppi did add a few bits here and there to the conversation - but I think that was just so Mummi could catch her breath.  (Heh! - I'm kidding, well some anyway.) :-)
Bottom line, Kim is a very nice lady, and even little sis, who is normally very skittish around new folks, warmed up to her.  So I think we will be just fine while the folks are travelling.
Hugs, Kisses, and Belly Rubs for all!

Boom! BooM! BOOM BOOM!

Make it STOP!

Hello All,
Welcome back from another dish from the Diva!  This past weekend Poppi tried to get out and mow the yard(s).  He knew that the ground was mostly a bit squishy and in some areas, downright swamp. (Take it from a girl with a low-slung chassis!)  But the grass and weeds was getting close to (Poppi's) waist high in places and, in his words, "He wanted to knock it back a bit."  He did so, only after promising Mummi that he would avoid the quagmires, and if he got stuck, he would quit. He would not hurt himself. 
I'm happy to say he kept his word.  Mostly.  He did get stuck once, but it was near the very end and in our own ( of the 3 yards he cuts) yard.  I'm glad he did it too.  Much easier to take care of one's needs in a level yard.  Little Sis & I were in the house as he cut, but big Sis was having nothing of it.  When the mower started, she asked to be let out and headed up to Miss Sharon's to avoid the noise and any projectiles.  She doesn't like the mower.
Now, Little Sis doesn't like the "thunder-boomers".  We had stormy weather yesterday with lots of thunder.  The poor little thing was shaking like a leaf and always running to hide.  She preferred getting under the covers on Mummi's and Poppi's bed, but if the door was closed she would run under Mummi's computer desk.  Thunder went on most of the day and she would just shiver and cower and would not eat! (Can you imagine! Not wanting to eat!)
The bad news is, there are more expected tonight and tomorrow.  Chiquita's gonna have a rough time.  Hope she eats while the weather is quiet.  I'll do my best to console her.
Hugs, Kisses and Belly Rubs for All!

Everybody Wants to Rule the World!

Hi my precious ones!  This entry will take a little longer to type because for part of it I am requiring Poppi to be blindfolded and I will nose his finger to the correct key to press.  Poppi has said he will never censor me, but I want to be sure, and it will magnify the impact it has when he actually reads it for the first time.
(Poppi is now blindfolded and will remain so until this is posted.)
If you are intelligent, like moi, you got a little chuckle out of this picture.  I sincerely hope though, that all our two-legged friends just laugh it off. (As I'm sure Poppi and Mummi will.)  With a show of paws, lets see how many of you know who actually rules the civilized world.  Think about it.  Most of our days consist of sleeping, eating, running, and playing.  We even train our humans to throw sticks and balls for our benefit.  Not to mention the "treats".  Poppi has been trained to give us "girls" a treat every night at 9 o'clock.  We act all excited at the word, treat, but its all a show.  We EXPECT it.  And Mummi think she's SOOOO clever asking Poppi around that time, "Have you given them their special?"  Like we don't know that "special" is code for "treat". But we play dumb and let it slide off our backs.  Although I really had to emphasize the non-reaction will little sis Chiquita. (Belated Happy Birthday, Sweetums!)  Chiquita turned one year old on March 21st.  Such a cutie, and with time I will have her "Diva-fied", like moi.  Anyway, all you quadraped friend of mine, Keep up the charade.  Its a good life.  DON'T mess with it!        (Tears for Fears Song Link)
Hugs, kisses, and Belly Rubs for All!

It's been a while....

Hello all!  Poppi has been promising me for weeks to bring my blog up-to-date.  I FINALLY had to put my paw down and tell him there would be NO MORE BELLY RUBBIN' until this post was published.  (This Diva knows how to get things done honey!)
The holiday season went well and all Poppi's litter got back to their own homes safely.  The family is nice, but a crowded house does throw off our routine and tends to skew all the training I've done.  Nice to get back to just our little group (Mommi, Poppi, Big Sis, Little Sis and I).  Some may scoff, but there is a lot of good things about having a routine. Shaddow (Big Sis) is 12 1/2  (which is 88 in dog years) this month.  I do worry about her some.  She's still getting around pretty well, but when she lies on her bed, it seems to take her a bit longer to get comfortable and she's moaning and groaning a bit more.  I'll usually lie with her some until she starts getting sleepy.
I swear though, Chiquita (L'il Sis), is part kangaroo.  I've seen her make complete circuits of the living room and never touch the floor.  She leaps from chair to chair to ottoman to Shaddow's bed.  And these aren't short jumps.  She's so bouncy that I've heard Poppi remark that maybe they should have named her "Tigger".
Most of the cold weather is leaving the area, but there are few more sub-freezing nights ahead in the next two weeks.  After that though, we shouldn't see ice until next winter.  (Which is big for someone such as Moi - built with sleek, low lines.
That's about it for now, but Poppi swears that I will have my musings posted on a more regular basis.
Hugs, Kisses, and Belly Rubs for all!!

I LUVVVV little People!!!

Hello All!  This past Friday one of Poppi's litter kids was in town with his family for a couple of days as his wife was graduating with her PHD and their little one was with them.  Well, Poppi promised the little one (that he calls J-Man) to make him pancakes for breakfast when he went to bed Friday night.
So Saturday morning, J-Man was running around - and agitating poor little Chiquita - when Poppi told him to settle down, that he was cooking pancakes.  So Poppi made blueberry pancakes with maple syrup for the J-man, along with chocolate milk to wash it down. YUMMMM! Or as Poppi said, "Breakfast of Champions".    I have to admit that Poppi is a pretty good cook.  Cause I had my share.  J-Man is not a careful eater, but with Chiquita and the 2 visiting doggies circling the chair, it was a matter of calculating the flight angles of each dropped morsel. Now I'm not one to brag (well, Much!) but I'm pretty good at canine mathematics, and I probably got 2 pieces to everyone else's one.  Plus a little choco-milk spillage.  I have to agree with Poppi - "Breakfast of Champions!"  I'll have to be on my toes this week though - as I know from Mummi's and Poppi's conversations that Poppi's entire litter family will be in this week as they celebrate Christmas.  (A bit early I know, but it's about the only time that they could all get together.)  Lots of spills and goodies to look forward to.
Hugs, kisses and belly rubs for all!

Thanksgiving Wish

Now, when my pregnant mother (a full blooded Chihuahua) was dropped off at the humane society, they said they had no idea what my father was.  I think maybe he was a sailor.  I've heard about sailors, ya know? :-)
As it is about Thanksgiving (Yum! Yum!), my family (human and my sisters) give me lots to be thankful for.  I've heard folks say, "Just be thankful for what ya have - it could be lost before you know it."  I take that to heart.  I sometimes see skinny doggies slinking along the highway when I ride somewhere with Poppi (and maybe L'il sis).  I might shudder and kinda snuggle down beside sis in Poppi's lap - happy to be where I am.  No one can save everyone, but I hear Mummi and Poppi say sometimes how happy they are with our human/canine household and it makes me happy.  We are a good family.  I hope yours is at least as happy.  Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Chiquita's In Charge!

This pic for Poppi. He likes the G.D.'s Music.

Hey! Hey! HeyHeyHey! (giggle)  It's me.
Chiquita!   Boom. Boom. Chicka-chicka-boom-boom! (giggle).
As you know, I'm Sophie's little sis, and have been for almost 4 months now. I LOVE it here with big sis, Sophie, and bigger sis, Shaddow.    Shaddow is a nice old lady, but she prefers nap time to play time.  And I like to playyyyy-whheeeeeee. wheeee. wheeee! (giggle, snort.) I love it on TV when that little oinker says that  Anyway!  Sophie is not near as old as Shaddow and she will play with me some, inside.  When we go out I like to run, run-run-run, and she will do it for a bit.  But  after a couple of minutes, she's gasping for breath and complaining that her legs are too short for running.  Which I usually throw back at her by saying, "No they aren't. They reach the ground." (tee-hee!)
I know I probably rag on her a bit too much, because she really is a sweetheart.  She treats me as well, or better than my real mum would.  I love her.  I'm so glad Mummi and Poppi adopted me.  I don't remember much of my early life, but I do remember that when I first got here I was dirty, didn't smell good, and covered in fleas.  In fact, my first memory here is Poppi putting me in the tub and giving me TWO baths.  Not one, Two.  (brrrrr!)  But it got rid of the critters on me and I felt, and still feel, much better.  I really do have a good life now.  Food twice a day, a snack in the evening, plenty of water, and love all around. 
Big sis Sophie will be back next time, but I just wanted to guest-blog (and may ask to do it again in the future. But before I go, let me share a little joke:  Q: What do that call it when you own too many dogs?
A: A roverdose.  (giggle. Get it? roverdose - I crack myself up) 
To quote a famous feline: "T.T.F.N. - Ta Ta for Now"