Aye! Aye! Sisters!

Give it up for the sisters!

Frenchie Puppy Pile

I am sitting in the yard watching the dogs.

It’s a cloudy day but they don’t seem to notice at all. They run carefree sniffing the ground and one another. I sink into the lawn chair going over the long day ahead of me when I noticed the sister Frenchie bulldogs had separated away from the chihuahuas and were jumping and playing with one another in their own little world. This wasn’t the first time I watched these two. They will go about running and playing with each other until they fall into a heap of puppy pile adorableness (is that a word…probably…I’ll use it anyway).

I begin to think how wonderful is it to have a sister in a doggy dog world?

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Having someone you can laugh with and confide in even on cloudy days. I believe that they are one of the many wonderful gifts this life must offer.

So, what exactly is a sister? I asked google assistant. Google gave me a rather matter of fact definition referring to lineage and daughters of parents…well something to that degree. Seems a bit too simple and shallow to me.

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I decided to ask the Frenchie sisters instead (yes, my lovely pet-lover reader I asked them) they gave me a sniff and continued with their Frenchie business. The thing that I love about my furry little guys is that they don’t say one word, but they show you a mouth full.

Watching those two in their tiny puppy pile a few definitions popped into my head of what a sister means to me.

They are your please don’t judge me because what I am going to tell you is going to make you fall out of your chair person. They are your let me borrow this outfit one last time person. They are the reason you made that dumb decision to dye your hair that outrageous color, then it became the conversation starter with the person who later became the love of your life.

If there was no sisterhood, who and the hell would we fight with?

Oh yes! I have witnessed the most adorable sister Frenchie fights! Pulling of ears and paws. Some of the most creative and brutal arguments on this green earth have been between sisters.  Telling them we would never talk to them again, then finding ourselves bored and lonely without them leading us to send the famous wyd? text message.

Let’s Have a KI KI

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Some sisters have no blood relations, and these sisterly bonds can be the greatest. Lunch and wine in the middle of the day for no reason to discuss the latest gossip or just to get away from the responsibilities of life. The occasional “kiki” at two in the morning, after a break up or a break down at the bar with that special someone. Find out what a “kiki” is click  here just in case you don’t know…Great song check out the version by the Scissor Sisters they did it best.

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 Getting back to the point. I have had the opportunity to meet some of the most extraordinary women after losing my biological sister some time ago. Within the pain of that loss I grew more appreciative of sisterhood, and begin to hold relationships more dearly. I now have several sisters that I call on, from all different races and walks of life. We hold each other’s secrets, joy’s and dreams. We encourage one another when we fail and feel discouraged. One of us always knows how to whip the other back into to shape by a sassy flash of the eyes and simple phrases like “get it together” or “you must be kidding”.

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Sitting here in this chair on a cloudy day, staring down at the tiny pile of Frenchie sisters.

I am proud to be a woman, I am proud to be a sister.

By Life Writez

This is dedicated to my beautiful sister Nesanet may you rest in peace & all my bold in control sisters of the world.

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Lake Calhoun & My Chi-Chi Coaches

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Chihuahua Exercise

Each summer I decide that I am going to conquer Lake Calhoun. Every summer I fail horribly.

This year I got a early start, late March ( here in Minnesota it can still snow…so that’s pretty early) decided to put on my running sneakers and take off. As I went bumbling out of the door I noticed tiny little Chi Chi eyes starting, I took that as a sign of them wanting to join me on my crazy escapade of CONQUERING Lake Calhoun.

Off we went full throttle!

There tiny little legs trotting as fast as they could. The cool crisp wind blowing through their fur, past there minature sized coat vests.

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Then it happened. I stopped. I begin to think.

I’m not getting anywhere…this is too much for them….I’m gonna pass out!

They jerked abruptly and turned to look at me, I hadn’t noticed but we had completed over half of the lake. I had felt like I was running sooo slow, I had no idea we were almost done.

As I stood there observing the beauty of the lake, and all of the runners passing me by I felt a tiny tug on the leash. It was my two tiny chi’s encouraging me to keep going. So I did, I figured if these tiny little guys can get through it so can I.

I honestly can say that it was them who helped me conquer Lake Calhoun this spring, we haven’t been back… oh but when we do!

Written by Life Writez

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Does your companion need a companion?

How to know when your companion needs a companion.

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We have all come home our beloved chihuahuas;

we walk in the door their tail wagging out of excitement to see us they jump nearly  slipping and falling on the tile floor. There tiny eyes are full of joy, and no matter how bad our day for a split second so are we. Ahem ( Clears throat) those are the really good days. 

On the other hand we have those not so great days. We walk in the door their tail is wagging ( much slower) and there tiny eyes are filled with suspicion.

You know something is up so you dash around the corner to find your living room in one piece except for the huge pile of doggie essence in the middle of your floor. No worries this is completely normal.

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Ahem.( Clears throat again…this can’t be good) What do you do when you walk in the door and there is a slight wag or none at all because your adorable chihuahua is hiding under your desk? You REALLY know something is amiss so you dash around the corner to find your living room in shambles!

While cleaning up the many piles of doggie essence and scrubbing tiny paw prints off the sofa you start to wonder why your companion who has  A. never done this before and B. would do this to you. Consider this…maybe your companion needs a companion. 

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Here are a few signs:

Chewing- You come home, everything including the dog toy is shredded to pieces. He’s in some corner of the house sleep.

Barking/Whining- You pull in the driveway and you can hear your furry guy loud and clear. You think “Once I’m inside he’ll settle down, he just misses me”. You find that he doesn’t and continues until the next morning.

Following you around…Constantly- We love when our little guys follow us around, but when you accidently begin to trip over them all the time something is wrong. This could be with a toy in their mouth or without.

Dogs (especially chihuahuas) are more like humans then we give them credit for.

They are extremely social and hate being left alone for long stretches of time. For example, I have a Frenchie who follows me and can’t stand to be away from me for more than five minutes no matter what I do. On the other hand I have a chihuahua who only wants to be bothered when she wants to be bothered…( there is so much more to that story, but I’ll leave it there).

The idea is to know your companions limitations, and your schedule. If you’re a workaholic and are never home, maybe it’s time to invest in a second companion for your lonely companion, at least they can keep one another company.

Here are some other considerations:

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Give the dog to someone who has time for it: If I am coming across as crass, your right. Someone has to speak up for the adorable furry and also very lonely companions of the world. Put yourself in their paws, no one like to be lonely.

Keep them on a daily routine: If you know you will be gone for reasonable stretches make sure to include lots of exercise, a hour or even thirty minutes goes a long way and is better than nothing at all.

Doggy Daycare: I know here in Minnesota we have so many, but choose wisely. The stricter the intake process the better for your beautiful pup. They can offer everything from socialization classes to training, some even have doggy cams and you can check on your cutie pie while you work.

Written by Life Writez

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Image Credit: Photo One-Hum Ideas

 

Holding Paws

A simple story of survival & dedication.

I have to be bravely honest and admit that while I have had the time to read others beautifully created blogs , I have not taken any time to cultivate my own. Thus, leaving many of you in absolute with-drawl of our beloved Chi Chi talks. For this I am delivering a second dose of Chi-Chi talks this week to get your heart, mind, and funny bone back in order.

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“No more water or food, now what will we do Yoda”

The frail seventy-one year old women stared blankly at the tiny chihuahua-terrier

her mousy brown fur blowing in the chilled wind. They had walked in what seemed like circles all day, at first it was exciting, a new adventure with her favorite person. The air raw and crisp, so many smells; mountain goat, squirrel, ocean, pine, rain, black earth so much room to run.

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Yoda loved when they came to the trails every year, she waited patiently to have bragging rights for the other chihuahua terrier, Bambi who lived next door. She had rolled around in every scent she could. No one her size had conquered the Olympic National Forest as many times as she had. The first time they had set paw on the peninsula, she had doubts. Her owner was not a youthful pup; her hair a stream of silver. So, she decided to keep close watch of her.

Today was different, they usually sat for lunch and water when the sun was high, and the air grew moist and warm. Instead they had eaten twice, and the sky continually grew darker birds, and bats echoing in the distance. They would be home in there warm bed, wrapped in the quilt she made her for christmas last year.

Something was terribly wrong, they were lost. She decided to keep her warm, and comfortable by wrapping her tiny body around her pale, cool hands.

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“Well Yoda, if I die here I’ve lived a good life. I’ve raised my children, traveled and the best is I am not alone. I have you little one. No fear I love you”

Yoda knew she wouldn’t die, or her silver haired owner. So she wrapped herself tighter around her pale cool hands and fell asleep.

By Lifewritez

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The inspiration for this story is dedicated to Sajean E. Geer & her tiny chihuahua terrier, who had the courage, and love for one another to keep each other alive. If you would like to read the news clip Missing 71 & Chihuahua Terrier

Tell me how this story has inspired you, all comments are welcome.

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Art Credits/ Image One- 16-year-old Dimitra Milan

Top Ten Tuesday! Ten Reasons Dogs Are Better Than Cats

All this time I have been wondering why I am more of a dog person. Phil Taylor of the entertaining and funny blog Phil Factor breaks down ten hilarious reasons why, you picked a dog instead of a cat.

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10. Dogs always warn you when there’s a house fire.

9. According to Cruella Deville, they make excellent coats.

8. Dogs are too stupid to lie.

8. The Grinch had a dog. (Who knows his name?)

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7. Dogs often solve mysteries (see Doo, Scooby)

6. Dogs are capable of making noises you can hear more than three feet away.

5. When Timmy falls down a well dogs will always tell you.  Remember Baby Jessica? Yup, dog told them where she was.  (I hope she reads this. Hi Jessica!)

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4. Brian Griffin (R.I.P.) fom Family Guy, funniest cartoon character ever, is a dog.

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3. Dogs always act like whatever you’re saying is really interesting. Cats won’t even feign a little interest.

2. Dogs will always clean up food you drop on the floor. In fact, my dog is officially my housekeeper.

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Walk the Blues Away

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Last week I met an eighty-year-old man who I thought was sixty.

 

RAIN & CAFFEINE WITHDRAWAL…

It was around six in the morning, raining and least to say I wasn’t too pleased about walking the dogs in the rain. I remember rising that morning and not shining but instead trying to blot out the morning sun by stuffing myself deeper into my pillow.

I marched and mumbled down the parkway attempting to avoid puddles but to no avail. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible so I could enjoy my morning caffeine injection and deliberate on how I would go about my day.

QUIET REVOLUTIONARIES…

On the parkway, there is a small pond, and if you get out early enough you can watch the geese. I don’t know whether I decided to become entranced by the geese, or lack of caffeine caused my legs to freeze. While I stood in the rain with my little guys, I noticed him there smiling and talking to his soaked shiatzu. This intrigued me, mostly because I always thought people who spoke to their dogs in public were revolutionaries (like myself).

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He laughed at himself when he noticed I was smiling at him, talking and smiling at his dog. For the next twenty minutes, he told me he loved a woman for over forty years, she passed and so did all their friends, and what he had left was his Nina after the famous Nina Simone.

They walked the parkway every morning the same way he and his wife had. He expressed to me that not only would the house be lonely without her, but he probably would never leave it. When he told, me he was eighty I initially thought he was sixty.

I WANT TO BE FOREVER YOUNG…

I went home and I thought about living until the age of eighty. I imagined not being able to call someone from my generation to discuss  how “crazy” the “new generation” has become “nowadays”.  I thought about how easily the man continued to smile. As I sat there and sipped my coffee, I figured out why he looked so young. It wasn’t his clothing, skin or hair. It was joy, this man had mastered finding joy in something as simple as walking his dog.

I don’t know your name, and I don’t know if I’ll see you again. I just want to say

thank you.

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We Got the Beat!

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If you follow this blog faithfully, you have become very familiar with two things specifically. One is that I don’t always post every Wednesday (but when I do its good stuff) the other is that I believe dogs (Chihuahuas especially) have their own personalities, and speak their own language.

FIRST THINGS FIRST…

Call me crazy but to me it makes no sense that such a variety of dogs could all have the same exact personality or needs. It kills me when my non-dog lover friends make generalized comments such as

“Can’t you just feed the dog scraps…it’s a dog”

“Why did you get “it” a heating pad? It’s a dog”

“Why did you buy clothes?” …it’s a dog”

Alright, I get it, I get it! You have confirmed it’s a dog. It has four legs, with fur and pants when hot.  As a dog-lover I would like to respond for all the other dog lovers. They are OUR dogs! OUR dogs and guess what non-dog lovers.

THEY ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN DOGS TO US!

MOVING RIGHT ALONG…

Okay now that the rant is over, and I cleared up what has been wanting to be said since the first paw/hand shake. Shall we move along.

I am a massively obsessive music lover, give me a stream of smooth Jazz and I am completely satisfied. The type of music I listen to for a day depends heavily on my emotions. Monday can bring on a lengthy marathon of Aerosmith, where a Wednesday can be some slow sultry ballads from Sade.

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The day I noticed the Chihuahuas enjoyed the same type of music I did was a comfortably warm and sunny Friday. I began the day with popular hits from Prince. While Raspberry Beret thundered out of the speakers and I imagined I was Lisa & Wendy rocking out with the late Prince. I sashed around the house singing at the top of my lungs and noticed little Chi-Chi eyes following me.

MUSIC IS LIFE…

As I put the bottle of body spray I was singing into on the coffee table, I observed the slow wag of tails, and expression of slight amusement.  I quickly turned down the music and asked the idiotic question “you guys like Prince huh?” Of course, they do! Doesn’t everyone? I decided to try some Tupac, nothing heavy just a little Keep Your Head Up kind of Tupac. The tails continued to wag.

The music binge began, I played everything from Metallica to NWA and guess what? Some songs received several wags others a howl, and the worst no response at all. Most of the songs they didn’t like neither did I. I ended the musical binge sitting on the floor by the stereo while Imagine by John Lennon flowed through the air. I think that it’s their favorite, can you blame them?

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The Chihuahua Murmurer

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Yes, I am one of those people, you know the ones that gossip to their dogs once you walk away.

Surprised, are we? Yes, it is true there are dog lovers such as myself that go walking the trail on a brilliant sunny day with a rainbow leash and when you pass our little guys take a sample whiff of you and well we add a comment to compliment the whiff. Please don’t get me wrong, the comment doesn’t necessarily have to hurl an insult or a compliment matter of fact it can go a bit like this:

Chi-Chi: sniff

Me: Did you see that fitness watch? Wanted to get one…way to expensive

Chi-Chi: (one last sniff for good measure)

So yes, this is my very open and honest confession that I am not a dog whisperer like the very popular reality TV show back in 2004 but instead a chihuahua murmurer.

Last week one of my sisters visited and overstayed her welcome, and I am sure she can say the same about me when I visit her…If I ever were to confront her about it. I never ever will instead I murmured to my tiny chihuahua Rhythm after shutting the door “Whew! Thank God she got that call, I thought she’d post a tent in the living room and light a little fire” by the way Rhythm sniffed and agreed.

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This murmuring mostly applies to the commentary of daily life events, it’s not as effective when it comes to requests. Earlier today I followed my daily routine of letting out the Chi’s, by the way, the ratio of paws to hands are 4:1. As they raced around the yard I watched as overstuffed clouds slowly floated overhead. I had not looked at the weather this morning, and to be completely honest lately the forecast hasn’t had the precision of a ninja. Without warning the clouds gave way to a waterfall of very healthy drops of rain.

They plopped down immediately soaking the Stewie pajama shirt I was wearing (yes, I said Stewie from Family Guy). I immediately began rounding up the Chi’s on request/murmuring and was confronted with a blank stare and more racing around the yard. The murmuring turned into an all-out plea which then turned into a game of tag resulting in me slipping in a combination of mud and poop (could have possibly just been poop I don’t really know) as I sat there on the wet, muddy, poopy filled ground. I looked across the yard between the raindrops I could have sworn I seen my beloved Rhythm murmur and the rest of Chi’s laugh and sniff at me.

Let’s Chi-Chi Talk: Are you a dog murmurer? Leave a comment.

Written by Lifewritez

Photo Credit: Muddy Chihuahua ( Tim Oliver)

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Show Me Some Love

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         Unconditional Love Exists

No matter how long we are away, what we smell like or who we bring home with us, our little guys are always happy to see us. When it comes to humans showing love we have developed an entire day known as Valentine’s day. This is when we truly allow the cash and love to flow freely. Yet our dog and dogettes don’t wear tiny watches around their wrists and count down the days to show you love they just do.

The Rant

Day before yesterday I was in a horrible mood. (This is where my rant will begin) It was raining, I stayed late at work and to top it all off an impaired driver hammered the front of my hood into my windshield. As I stood in the rain waiting for the tow truck to arrive, I thought of the many ways I could have avoided this accident, although I knew it wasn’t my fault my emotions decided differently.

So, there I was, crying in the rain to my totaled car.

Can You Handle the Love?

I finally arrived home, sore but alive. I put my key in the door like I had done millions of times before. While opening the door I listened to the tiny paws shifting across the linoleum floor. They were over joyed to see me. I sat down in the middle of the floor and accepted all the tail wags, jumps and kisses I could get. I wish I could write that they showed me a little more love that day, that in some way they knew my day had been a disaster. The truth is that they are not psychics and they greet me like this every day. They show me the maximum amount of love their little chihuahua hearts are capable of. The change was in me, that day I became more open to receiving all of it.

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Love so easily tossed away.

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It was a day like any other, the people moved around freely carrying on with people business. They had no worries because they knew at a moment’s notice I would give my life to protect them. I alerted them when something didn’t feel, sound, or smell safe. I would sit perched on the arm of the couch, that was my favorite spot because you could see the front door. I smelled who was coming in and going out. It was an “apartment” well that’s what the people called it, all I know is that you had to climb a lot of tiny hills to get there. So, that day I was sitting there protecting my people, and suddenly I was thrown into the dark. It was scary, it felt like the time I made an accident and got in BIG trouble for it. Except this time, I didn’t make an accident. Maybe I spilled my water? No, I’m sure I didn’t do that. Then I was falling, for a long time. I hit something, it hurt so bad I called for help but no one came. I tried to dig my way out but the dirt that surrounded me only slid around and wouldn’t break. I don’t know what I did so wrong? Maybe they will come back and get me…maybe…Please comeback?

If Dogs Could Talk

There is a cliché which states “If only walls could talk” what if instead the cliché were “If only dogs could talk”. The conversation would be quite interesting. The story of an interview with a New York Chihuahua thrown four stories down a garbage chute would make front page of the paper, and even TMZ would pick it up. Although, I would rather use the above chihuahua monologue as only a figment from an overdue story in my imagination; I cannot because unfortunately it is very true. It didn’t make front page news, nor did it get caught by TMZ cameras. At very least, it managed making making the pet section of the New York Post. .

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Perspective & Motive

This story is one of many that happens every day. The chi lived there long enough for the neighbors to become familiar with its habitual barking. So, then the question becomes how does a family go from seeking a dog to become a family member, to tossing it like day old garbage? Perspective and motive. If a dog is bought only because it’s cute it’s seen as an object. The motivation is superficial, and the perspective is no different than buying a new pair of shoes. When those shoes become worn we toss them out (some of us stick them in the back of the closet, just in case) and march down to the shoe store to buy a new pair. When perspective and motive are equally yoked, great families seek dogs because they would like to add an addition to their family, and it’s a bonus if they are cute. Let’s be honest an old sock can be cute if you fall in love with it!
This doesn’t mean that people don’t have the right to change their mind. Maybe they never had a pet, and they find out it isn’t for them. Maybe a love one passes and the pet has nowhere to go, with no extended family to take them in. It then becomes our responsibility to handle our loving companions the best way possible, it becomes our duty as humans to be empathetic. There are several options available to those who no longer want to care for a pet, tossing one into a garbage chute should never be an option.

toddler-girl-holding-water-hose-playing-with-dog-E711A1What are a few options?

Contact the Pet Store or Breeder- Contacting the person or place you got it from can be a way to take action, most good breeders would rather have the dog with them then homeless.

Surrender- Some states have animal shelters that will except unwanted pets. Each state has its own set of rules so check with your local humane society or animal shelter. Animal Humane Society Surrender Info
Make a post-Tell social media, place a pet ad in the paper or sign up to a website dedicated to finding homes for pets.
Ask a friend – Be open, maybe that friend that can sit on the couch entertaining themselves with your pet for hours without getting bored just might be a good fit.

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