Mommy is on the poop-list for taking so long to update my blog!
I first would like to thank everyone for all the Christmas cards and e-cards. My mommy has been so busy with stupid statistics homework that she has not had a chance to get to your blogs yet, but I had a blast smelling each and every one of the cards as mommy handed them to me so that I could become more familiar with all of your doggy smells. So, thank you everyone for making my first Christmas one that I will never forget!
Now, on to more current things:
While I was helping mommy with her homework about a week ago, I saw these things outside…they were smaller than me and there were hundreds of them! They would run and stop run and stop. Whatever they were, they were all different colors and shapes; and they kept playing running and stopping running and stopping. I had to alert my mommy…maybe we were under attack and my oh so special human was not aware that we were at war in our own yard! So I started whining and jumping around in her lap and pawing at the window and growling. After all, someone had to show these intruders who was boss and I was just the Chihuahua to do that! Mommy put my leash on me and we went outside to defend my battlefield!
Of course as soon as I got outside all of the intruders stood perfectly still but I still mumbled and grumbled to make sure that they understood that I was in charge. Then all of a sudden they all started running around again! And this time I could hear them making noise. It was a scraping sound unlike on I had ever heard before. But what were they saying? I couldn’t understand so I looked at my leash keeper (AKA Mommy) and grunted hoping that she would be able to translate but my oh so special human was useless..all she would say is “what is that Coco”.
What were these things that came by the hundreds and moved about so unpredictably with no legs and spoke a language I have never heard before… and why was my entire home under attack!?
Then it happened. It was taken to another level…I was actually assaulted by one of these…these…THESE THINGS! It was one of the big ones; it must have been the leader. It was almost as big as me and it attached itself to my sweater! I jumped, then froze in place and tried to bite it off but it must have done this before because it attached itself to a part of my sweater that I could not reach! I became powerless. My little princess feet glued to the ground. We were at war and I was losing!
I looked at my leash keeper (AKA Mommy) for help and too much of my surprise she was laughing! Can you believe that? I was being attacked and all she could do was laugh at me! So I growled “DARN YOU HUMAN! GET THIS THING OFF OF ME!”
Finally, the leash keeper obeyed me and pried that thing from my sweater and handed it to me. I bit that thing and thrashed at it fell apart into many tiny little pieces. The leash keeper just kept laughing and told me that I was fine. How could she say that? I was attacked and SHE is telling me that I am fine! Mommy decided that I had enough fun at war defending my home so she took me inside where we went back to the computer to do more homework.
I stayed watch on the back of my mommy’s chair growling at those things outside that mommy is now calling leaves. I don’t care what she calls them; this is war! And I will continue to sit at the window and warn those leaves when they come too close to my home that this castle already has a princess and they will not be taking over anytime soon.
My fellow bloggers: Warn your humans about these things called leaves. When you find them while out on your walkies, stomp on them! (The crunchy ones are my favorite!)
Standing Guard,
Coco - The Princess Warrier
Veggie Feastings and Happy Hearts
13 years ago
Even though Mr. Heater keeps me warm, mom still worries about me staying warm during the 3 hours that i am left alone while mommy & daddy work so mommy contacted my personal designer Sherri and asked Sherri to make me a sweater with a hood on it. Mommy referrs to it as a "hoodie". Now, i know what your thinking... a hood to keep my ears warm sounds like a great idea; right? Yea, well thats what i thought too. take a look at my photo shoot and let me know if you still think i look cute with my fat little head stuffed into a hoodie
Was yoru Monday as embarrasing as mine? Someone please tell me that I am not the only Chihuahua whos parents do this to them. Are there any other dogs out there that share this embarrasement?
Here is a photo of me on Sunday morning. It was REALLY freaking cold, so Mommy had me bundled up on the sofa under my favorite fuzzy blanket:
Although these photos are not my best, mom insisted on putting them on here because she says that my peanut butter face is just the cutest (thanks mom! Gosh this is totally embarrasing!): 
These photos were taken on Monday morning after mommy got upfor work and finished making the bed. Mom is cool about it though cause she always lets me hang out on the bed while she makes it and while she gets gets ready. Mommy wants me to tell all of you that as big as her bid looks, it is not one of thos HUGE King size beds, I'm really just that small. 
Here is the photo that mom took when she told me that it was time for her to leave and that i had to go into the kitchen. Can you tell by the look on my face that i wasnt thrilled. 
Yesterday, my friends 
