Tag Archives: Chico
Getting to know you #55; 2 truths and a lie
Chico: I have had 3 owners. I was born in a puppy mill. The dog park is my favorite place. Me: I once flashed the audience while on stage. I have slept in my car at a camp site. I got to meet John Anderson.
Kymber’s GET TO KNOW YOU #54
Chico’s answers: What fictional family would you most like to join? Ell Woods from Legally Blonde. She lovers her some Chihuahua. What’s the best cake you’ve ever eaten? At the height of Covid, my family met at a lake for a birthday. Where these human’s got these cupcakes, I don’t know. But 🫣 I almostContinue reading “Kymber’s GET TO KNOW YOU #54”
Last night
Last night, as I lay in the bed lots of crazy notions filled my head. ~ I cried. And I cried. Into Chico’s fur, I tried to hide. ~ I considered e-mailing a friend. Into his in-box, my soul, spin. ~ More torment filled my mind. Making my vision blind. ~ ‘Nothing good is easy.’Continue reading “Last night”
Chico the muse
Chico chills
My human has been hogging all the prompts lately. While it’s all well and good, every Chihuahua needs his day. Much love 💕 Chico. 🐕
Get to know you #47
Here are my and Chico’s answers. Thanks Kymber 💕 If someone brought food to work to share, what would you most like it to be? Me: pizza Chico: Any meat. All the meat. Where’s the meat!? Wait, what’s work? 2. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you hate public speaking? Me: 4, itContinue reading “Get to know you #47”
Waste not. Want not; dog treats
Last year, I bought Cheekie a dog treat advent calendar. It was $10 or $12 for 25 dog treats. Most of which he didn’t like. In that case, the advent calendar was mostly for me. Seeing which treat would be under the hidden panel next. On a shopping trip to 5 Below I found this.Continue reading “Waste not. Want not; dog treats”
Scaring yourself; poem
Plumber in. Plumber out. What kind of leaky smells will sprout? ~ In the silent darkness of the night, odors can give quite the fright. ~ Chico; my Chihuahua and I, are down for the count. Praying the land of dreams will open like a fount. ~ My worst fears have come true. Raw sewageContinue reading “Scaring yourself; poem”
