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Morning
Kymber’s GET TO KNOW YOU #54
Chico’s answers: Ell Woods from Legally Blonde. She lovers her some Chihuahua. 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 almost bit my dog mom. She was trying to take it away from me. I WANTED it. Continue 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 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. 🐕
Chico Goes Exploring
Chico Goes Exploring My second children’s book in the Chico the Chihuahua series is ready. The first one I did, the pictures looked horrible (in book format), so I unpublished it. This one looks much better, I’m gonna republish it. I just knew it would look terrible like the last one. It gives me hopeContinue reading “Chico Goes Exploring”
Get to know you #47
Here are my and Chico’s answers. Thanks Kymber 💕 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, it doesn’t bother me that much. Chico: 8, I have rules. Let me sniff you first. IfContinue 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”