Visit our new blog at www.planethunt.com/musings

So Long and Thanks for All the Fish.

Dad told me to say that first. I don't get it. While I love that lots of people read this blog, to the best of my knowledge (which again, is far more vaster than Hobie's), not one of my readers has yet given me any fish. I don't think I even like fish. Have I ever eaten fish? I don't think so.

In fact, the only fish that I ever remember seeing is our Blinky toy, and by "our" I mean "Hobie's" because he steals all the toys from me, but he can have Blinky anyway, because he's orange (not my favorite color), has three eyes (creepy) and and one time Dad threw Blinky and Blinky bounced off the wall onto my head, and Blinky is NOT the toy you want bouncing onto your head. Maybe Squeaky or Blue Thing, but not Blinky.

I try to be thankful for all my toys, but I could take or leave Blinky, so even if I titled this post So Long and Thanks for THE (singular) Creepy Orange Fish, my heart still wouldn't be in it. And Dad gave it to me, so I can just thank him in person by letting him scritch my dome.

Now I'm all distracted, something which Dad will confirm rarely happens. Just, um, don't ask Mom about that, okay? Where was I? Oh yes. This is big news, so I'm going to put it in bold type. Ahem:

We are moving and this is our last post at this blog. We will now be posting at our new blog, which is www.planethunt.com/musings.

In honor of this big move, Hobie has asked if he can read to us a farewell poem that he has written to commemorate the move. It....what? Okay, I'll tell them. It's a two-part Chimerick (Chihuahua limerick) that first deals with the sadness of leaving something behind, and then the excitement of moving on to something newer and, hopefully, better. I'm also supposed to tell you that few people who hear a Chimerick and then don't immediately pet a Chihuahua ever live to tell the tale. Is that it, Hobie? Oh. I see. . Apparently, there's also an interpretive dance portion of this because, and I qoute Hobie, "performance art gets more treats." We don't have video, so you'll just have to take my word that as Hobie reads this, I will be doing a Mexican hat dance around Blinky. And now, here's Hobie.

Hello? Is this thing on? I would like to present to you a special Chimerick and accompanying Mexican hat dance around my toy Blinky. This piece of performance art was made possible by a generous grant from Boeing, Pepsi-Co, PetSmart, and readers like you. And now, for your edification:

On the Sadness of Leaving Something Behind and the Excitement of Moving on to Something Newer and, Hopefully Better
-A Chimerick by Hobiewan Hunt

Hey, what are you doing? Don't
take that away! I was
chewing on it!
Whatdoyouthinkyou're--

--Oh my gosh!
What is this new thing?!
May I chew on it?
SWEET!!!

(kaya, you can stop dancing now)

When Dad gets ready, we gotta move

I know what you're thinking: You guys are moving AGAIN?! I'm not talking about physically moving, though. I mean our blog is moving.

For awhile now, every time we use or even talk about Blogger, Dad makes the face he used to make when he came home and saw that I had peed on the carpet. (I'd like to point out that he hasn't had to make that face at me in a very long time, but I still remember it because it's a very crabby face.

Anyhoo, we're getting a brand new blog, and Dad has asked me to point out that unfortunately it's going to be at a different you are elle. I don't know what that means. But I do know that in the next day or two, I'll stop writing here and start writing at this address instead:

www.planethunt.com/musings

It's not quite ready yet, but if you look today you'll see there's a picture of me up there, looking all mafioso and Hobie looking kind of dim. I think that's appropriate, even though some people (ahem, Mom) sometimes act like he's smarter than me. Let me make you an offer you can't refuse: You scritch my head and let me sleep on your lap, or I'll bit your ankles. (Of course I would never really do that because I do not believe in violence, unless Hobie tries to eat my dinner. A line must be drawn somewhere.)

This page will stay here for awhile so that everyone has time to discover our new site, and we'll do one last post here to let everyone know the switch has been made. Thanks for reading our blog, and we hope to see you over at our new home soon!

Chihuahua Terrorizes Postal Workers

In the latest Chihuahua dog news, a 4.5-pound Chihuahua named Bobo is terrorizing mailmen in Indiana. Haha... You go, Bobo!

Little dog terrorized mail carrier and residents

HOBART, Ind. (AP) - While there's nothing special about U.S. Postal Service workers being terrorized by dogs, the size of one here is raising eyebrows.

Mail carriers said they were recently unable to deliver mail to homes along a section of Guyer Street in this northwestern Indiana city because of a 4.5-pound Chihuahua named Bobo.

"The little Chihuahua was 10-foot tall when he was on the street," said Florence Page of the Hobart Humane Society, which picked up the dog twice for running loose. "It's kind of comical, you know, but after a while it's not any more."

She said there were no reports of the dog actually biting anyone, however.

Police have nonetheless ticketed the dog's owner, Vicki Seber, twice in recent weeks for violating a city ordinance requiring pet owners to keep their animals restrained.

Hobart police officer Ron Schalk said he had no option but to cite Seber for allowing the dog to run loose.

"The biggest thing I was concerned with is there were a lot of residents that week who couldn't get their mail," he said. "The little Chihuahua was running around being aggressive and trying to bite people's ankles."

We're Home!

Wassup! We're back from Camp Grandma and Grandpa. When Jaime and Dave came to pick us up, I got so excited I peed! Then I ran into my kennel. I was ready to go home. I love grandma and grandpa, but they are so time consuming! And the walks! Four miles every day! My toenails don't even need to be trimmed anymore (thank goodness). Since Jaime and Dave missed Hobie's 1st birthday (April 3), they brought him a squeaky toy, a pack of three bones and a rope toy. I got to have a party for my birthday. I guess I'm more special than Hobie. Haha...

A bunch of my buds are getting brothers or sisters. Chloe (Jessica's dog) is getting a friend and so is Speak! Everyone is on the two dog bandwagon!

In sadder news, my aunt Christy (a cat) is pretty sick. She's old, too. She's like, 19 or something. I hope she gets better. I really love kitties. Hobie doesn't. He chased her while we were at Grandma's, but I didn't. I really want to play with her (cat's are great playmates! I had so much fun with Fudge.), but she wasn't into it.

I miss Fudge. :( He didn't steal my toys. But then again, he didn't get to go on walks with me either.

Off to Camp Grandma and Grandpa

Today we get to go to Camp Grandma and Grandpa's for week! It's going to be totally awesome! I know grandma and grandpa will take us for super long walks and play with us a lot. Maybe they will even let us run around in the backyard! (We don't have a backyard here.... stupid people didn't listen to use when we put in our list of requested amenities in the new house.) And we get to hang out with my third favorite person (Dave is first, then Jaime), GRANDMA!

I can't wait! This is going to be so fun!

I Am A Graduate!

I graduated Level II! Now I should be afforded the respect due to someone with an graduate-level degree, don't you think?

When is my open house?

Top 10 Chihuahua Bumper Stickers

Top 10 bumper stickers for my kennel:

10.) Friends Don't Let Friends Buy Poodles. (no offense intended to poodles. I'm sure you don't want to look that goofy!)

9.) Poo Happens.

8.) My dog is on the HONOR ROLL at Cloud 9 Training Center.

7.) My other kennel is a Porshe.

6.) I Love Cats. They Taste Like Chicken.

5.) Are you as close to Jesus as you are to my kennel?

4.) Sexy Chihuahua on Board

3.) Where are we going and why am I in this handbasket. Oh, wait, it's a kennel. Nevermind.

2.) Save a Horse. Ride a Chihuahua. (if you know what I mean.... heh heh...)

1.) Keep growling, I'm reloading.

Cheese Mine

Haha... here is a good Chihuahua joke.

Once there three male dogs who set eyes on a beautiful female poodle.

They all rushed over to her. Aware of her charms, she said,"I will go out with the first one of you who can use the words 'liver' and 'cheese' together in an intelligent sentence."

Immediately the Lab said, "I like liver and cheese."
No imagination at all, said the poodle."

Next was the muscular Rottweiler, who blurted, "I hate liver and cheese."
"That's worse than the Lab," she replied.

Finally a tiny Chihuahua smiled at his opponents, gave the poodle a knowing wink, and said "Liver alone,cheese mine."

Save Zippy!

I don't understand why no one starts a campaign to save Zippy.

There's a Line

I Am Difficult

Today Jaime told me I am "a trial" and "an outrageous mess of training trouble." Whatever that means. Apparently I am supposed to ignore the fact that the hook for my leash weighs, like, half my body weight! And I'm supposed to just stay, even when said heavy hook is juggling around when Jaime circles behind me! You try behaving like normal with a lead weight hanging around your neck. You'd be "a trial" and "an outrageous mess of training trouble," too!

I Wanna Be a Supermodel

Today I received an e-mail from Cover Girl:

Dear Kaya,

Our tips are not just for supermodels! Here are 3 beauty trends anyone can wear:

Pixie Lids: Apply CG Eyeslicks Gel Eyecolor in Tickled Pink over your entire lid, then dust with Eye Enhancers 1-Kit
Shadow in Pink Chiffon for fun and flirty flair!

Lovable Lips: Use Wetslicks Precision Lipgloss Pencil in Pink with a Wink for a kissably sweet smile!

Delicate Touch for Nails: Try Peek-a-Boo-Pink for a nifty near nude shimmer.

Get more great ideas from CoverGirl.com!

I investigated this further and discovered Cover Girl was wrong.... those are not three looks that ANYONE can wear! I don't have lips! And eyeshadow won't stand out on my fur. But the toenails.... anyway, I think Cover Girl might need to rethink its e-mail marketing. I don't think dogs are the target market....