Xena: First a big thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Mondays!
Chia: Do you hear what I hear?
Lucy: I’m listening. I think I hear it.
Xena: Look at the camera! Mommy’s taking our picture.
Lucy: Where do you think that noise came from? Was it a squirrel?
Chia: Maybe from in the house?
Xena: You two just can’t focus, can you.
Chia: Be quiet, Xena, we’re trying to focus.
Chia: Mom just found out that it is Pet Obesity Week. (Thanks Cat Blogosphere.) Actually, I’m not sure whether to thank them or be pis… er…upset.
You see, I knew this week was coming and I did my best to fit in. Literally. I’m sure you’re wondering how that could happen with the careful quality and quantity control my Mom practices when she prepares our food. That’s the same question she was asking herself as she began to refer to me as “The Sausage” and cut my food portions even more than starvation level! (Mom: Actually, I started giving Chia more low-cal veggies and less fruit, squash and meat, as well as one ounce less of food per serving. ) Oh, and I hate being called “The Sausage.” I give her a dirty look every time she does it. Unfortunately, that just makes her laugh.
This is my “new look.”
Then Mom found out how I was putting on weight! Brother Andrew caught me eating all of the food that Riley left in his bowl and he snitched on me. Sure, he took precautions like feeding Ri-boy in his bedroom and closing the door. But sometimes he forgot to pick up the leftovers when Ri was done. And Riley’s been leaving a lot of leftovers, too. *sigh* They were so good!
If starving me isn’t enough, now she’s cancelled our trip to Winston-Salem, North Carolina to show off our Freestyle routine. Dog! I sure was looking forward to dancing with her and Xeboo. Mom! I’m not too fat to dance!*
Oh well, even though I’m on a strict diet now I made it to this special week for all of us obese dogs and cats. I went from 15 pounds to 20 pounds! Woohoo! But I just found out – Mom told me – that in only two more months there’s going to be a “Just the Right Weight Week.” Wow! I’d better stick with that diet that Mom put me on so I can be part of that, too!
Your friend, Chia XOXOXOXOX
*Moms note: It has nothing to do with Chia and everything to do with the weather, both past and what could still happen the first weekend of November. Not taking any chances. Plus the drive there has now changed from 6 to 12 hours each way. We’ll wait until next spring and go to PA for the next Freestyle trial. She ought to be a pro (like Xeboo, er, Xena, by then.)
Thanks to Angel Brian who is hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week.
Xena: Me and Chia…
Chia: She means Me and Xena…
.Xena…have collaborated on this poem. That means we worked together on it.
Chia: At her insistence, we tossed a coin, and she insisted on going first. Not quite sure that’s how it works. Anyhow, she does a line, then I do a rhyme, BOL! That rhymed! Here we go.
The Weird House Poem by Xena and Chia (Chia and Xena)
X: Is this a house made of marshmallow?
C: If so, it makes a comfy bordello.
Xena: Do you even know what a bordello is, Chia?
Chia: No, but I looked up rhymes and it was listed. Thought I’d give it a shot.
Xena: OK, let’s keep going…
X: Or did a dog grow and turn to stone?
C: In bed at night you can hear it moan!
X: Or an aardvark who grew big and white with age?
C: Whose Mom gave it a roof, t’was too big for a cage.
X: Whatever it is, I’m not opening that door;
C: You might get clobbered by the resident whore.
Xena and Lucy: CHIA!!
Chia: Ok, ok, OK! I’ll try something else. Go ahead and repeat your line, Xeboo.
X: Whatever it is, I’m not opening that door;
C: Though it might be stuffed full of dog treats galore!
Xena: First, I’m thankful the poem is done. Now for The Big Thankful…we’re all very thankful that Helene didn’t visit us and rip our house apart and flood our yard and maybe kill us all and, and…*hard panting*
Lucy: Xena! Calm down…take a deep breath. Now let’s count to 2…
Xena: Thanks Luce. Let’s see. I’m thankful my folks are back and I get to cuddle with Mommy every single night.
Chia: Hey, Mom and Dad said they’re thankful for what they’re calling a Miracle. The outside sliding door to the porch fell off its track real early Tuesday morning, like at O Dark Thirty, and Dad didn’t notice that it was laying in the yard when he let us all out. He said it was a Miracle that I didn’t run off.
Lucy: Why didn’t you? You always do.
Chia: I’ll never tell.
Lucy: I’m gonna go take a nap.
Chia: Thanks to Angel Brian who is hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week. I hope Angel Sammy doesn’t mind that we added something to his picture.
Kitten Kisses by Chia
Hey Romeo, quit tryin’ to kiss me
We’re in Dad’s way, that’s easy to see.
But Juliette, I love you so fiercely,
Dad’s kickboxing moves brought it all out in me.
Let go her head! I’ll stop the kickboxing!
When Annie comes home I’ll show you something
That girls like better than forced kissing.
Romeo stopped and played a new game with string.
Xena: What did the kickboxer show them with Annie? Something fun?
Chia: Yep. He let Annie make him supper.
Xena: Then Mommy must know we love her a lot cause we always let her make us supper.
Lucy: I’m thankful my sisters are such innocents. And that Mom makes us supper…and breakfast, too. She has a few pictures of her birthday trip with Dad last weekend that we’ll show you later in the week. Mom read my blog post while she was gone and tried to find me some elephant for the stew. I’ll show you what she found after Mom helps me with the pictures!
TALK LIKE A PIRATE
Because Mom went away for her birthday and I think maybe because she forgot, she didn’t help us do a new talk like a pirate post. She’s recycling this one from 2018, the first one we ever did! I was just 2 years old then, and Xena was still a baby at 1 year old. We hope you enjoy it. Oh, and by the way, this is the first heading Miss Ann Adamus from Zoolatry made for me and Xena way back then!
Is everyone ready for my song? Here goes!
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil be done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. The mate was fixed by the bos’n’s pike
The bos’n’ brained with a marlin spike and
Cookey’s throat was marked belike It
Had been gripped by fingers ten and
There they lay all good dead men like
Break o’ day in a boozing ken__
Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum
OK Xena, your turn. I’ve even got a map here for us to hunt for treasure later.
Xena: What’s happening? Why is this weird bird here and why am I wearing a hat. Is this a joke?
Pirate Pete: No, matey, ’tis no joke. I am Pirate Pete, and this is Talk Like a Pirate Day. Talk like a Pirate or walk the plank.
Grrrrrrr.
Great first try, me fine lassie. Try again.
B-argh-k!!
That be it, sweet Xena girl. All together now:
Yo ho ho an’ a bottle a’ rum!
Presented to you by Lucy the Pirate Dog and Xena the Pirate Warrior Princess as well as Pirate Parrot Pete.
Xena: It’s been 87 days. When’s Mommy coming home?
Chia: When Dad comes home.
Xena: When’s that?
Chia: After you stop blabbering about them being gone.
Xena: I miss my Mommy. And my tummy itches. I want my Mommy.
Chia: Zzzzzzzzz.
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Thanks to The Cat on My Head for hosting Sunday selfies!
Chia: Not much to do with Mom and Dad and Xena gone.
Mmmmm, this feels too good to move anyhow.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Hi folks! *wiggles all over* It’s me, Chia!!! Wow, I had some fun with this picture that Angel Sammy sent us. Oh yeah, that reminds me. Thanks to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week. Xena sort of got in on the action, as you will see. Here goes!
Who’s My Dad by Chia
My Mom and Dad went out on a date;
I think it mighta been somethin’ they ate,
But when they returned
I was very concerned.
Were their bodies switched? What makes this their new state?
Mom’s got all the stuff and Dad’s walking so oddly.
Xe’s going with it. I think it’s ungodly.
Maybe it’s witchcraft!
If so, then I think that
We call the priest to end all this folly!
Chia: Wow, I’m thankful MY Mom and Dad haven’t switch bodies. And I’m thankful for getting to go on our family walks every morning with MY Mom and Dad. We go real early before it gets hot.
Xena: First I want you to know that I absolutely would be able to tell if something like that happened to our folks. My Mommy would still pick me up and love on me, and carry me in to bed to sleep with her even if she was in another body, cause she’d still be my Mommy!
I’m thankful she’s still her, though! I’m also thankful for the yummy ground beef we got at several meals this week. And the avocadoes. And the strawberries. And..well, all the good food we get.
Lucy: I’m thankful Mom hasn’t sent me to dirt-a-holics anonymous yet. First, I rolled in it all the time. Now, I can’t seem to stop eating it. She’s threatened to buy a basket muzzle to put on me when I go outside. She did google what causes pups to do that and there were so many things that can cause dogs to eat dirt that it almost made her dizzy. The first one she’s trying is feeding me more of my regular food. I can get behind that! (Or in front of it, as the case may be.)
Oh, yes, I’m also thankful Mom’s still taking me to work with her on Thursdays. (She wipes my mouth off before we get in the car.) I’m being very, very good, too! (There’s no dirt to eat there, but that’s not really what I meant about being good.)
Chia: Ok, Lucy Deucy, we’re gonna call it a day. Everyone have a great Thankful Thursday!
Hey, Chia here. I had a harrowing time at the vet this week. Dad took me (where the h-e-double hockey sticks was Mom?). At first I was watching Xena shake and shiver and then I was watching Lucy try to make friends with everyone until… until…I saw my dachshund friend up on the ledge! How the h-e-double hockey sticks did BeMine, aka MiniMe, get up there, or get here at all?!
I went ballistic. I didn’t even hear Dad telling me to settle down and stop barking. I couldn’t take my eyes off BeMine, aka MiniMe.
Dad got me – still carrying on – and Xena – still shaking – out of there as soon as they were done stealing our blood for the DNA Heartworm test that Mom sends off to Canada. Lucy was in the back getting her blood stolen when Dad told the crew that he was going to take us to the car. He took us out the back way, probably so I couldn’t see MiniMe again…or was it MiniMe?
I sure am happy to be home, and that somehow MiniMe managed to get home, too, to cuddle with me.
Thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday Blog Hop and letting me tell my story with a happy ending!
First, thanks to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week.
So, Mom did one of those AI things, telling it to do a rat terrier/Jack Russell mix. Not bad, huh? But she forgot the daschund part of me. And the freckles, BOL!
So, since it’s still my birthday month, I get to do the poem again. Hope you like it!
My Emotional Support Baby by Chia
It was bathtime again, I hate it so much!
I shake and I fight and don’t want to be touched!
Mom got me a baby to help me to cope.
I settled down even when covered with soap.
I think this might work! But do I have to share
My food or my bed or the comb for my hair?
I think this will work; I can lick his small hands.
And play with his toes. Oh! I’ve got some fun plans!
I hope you like my poem. *whole body wags* But I still don’t think I would like getting my bath.
I am so thankful I don’t have to get a bath very often like Xena, who gets one every weekend. She told me she is almost human; she has hair and skin like people, and, like people, has to get washed up lots more often than me with my dog hair. Hmph. I’ll take my dog hair any old day if it means fewer baths!
Thanks to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week. Today I got up before Xena so I could make the poem for the picture. And here it is…
Open Wide by Chia
Hey lady, that’s right, open up wide
And let me take a good look inside.
I’m heading to college and need to decide
What type of service I will soon provide.
Dentistry is high up on my list…
I’ve also thought of being a linguist.
But these gorgeous teeth I can’t resist.
My mind’s made up, thanks for your assist!
I’m not sure I’d want a monkey looking in my mouth, let along messing with my teeth, ya know?
Anyhoo, Lucy’s finally back home — and so’s my Dad. I’m super thankful for that! Xena’s playing with me more, too, and that’s been nice. I’ll be even more thankful when the weather cools off a bit and we can go walking when Mom gets home from work. Hope to see y’all again soon!
XOXOXOXOX Chia!
First off, I want to woof a big thanks to The Cat on My Head for hosting Sunday Selfies!
I decided to break my stereotype. Here I am in a regal pose!
Y’all have a good Sunday. I’m going to go bother my friend Jentry now. I know she’s here somewhere.
XOXOXOXOX Chia, the Birthday Month Girl
Our four-year-old Chia was just two weeks short of her first birthday when this picture was taken. At this point she’d been part of our household for about four months.
Thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop! (Well, we were almost wordless!)
Hey folks. Feelin’ kind of sad. Lucy left. She went on a long drive in the car with Dad to our Grandma’s. She left real early yesterday, and I thought she’d be home by now.
Me and Xena, we’ve been playing, and Mom’s been working with me some on Freestyle and on walking nice, like not pulling on the leash, outside with her. I’ve been getting lots of treat cheese. But it’s just not the same without Lucy, ya know?
It’s like there’s something wrong with this picture.
Guess I’ll hang out on the couch with Riley for a while. Even though he has my pillow. And I’m in Lucy’s spot. But at least our butts are touching. Maybe she’ll be home tomorrow…
Thanks Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Mondays.
Man, my July 4th birthday was all it was cracked up to be! So far so good with the fireworks…but it’s still daylight. I may have to try to comfort Lucy and Xena later on tonight. I’ll just remind Mom about the CBD oil and valerian. That should do it!
My day started off with a great walk around the neighborhood with my folks and Lucy and Xena. I was hoping I’d see my friend Pam or my friend Ron but it must have been too early for them to be out.
Around noon Mom surprised us all with meaty raw beef rib bones. OMD! They were so good!!! Lucy chewed hers up and ate it all before me and Xena had even gotten all the meat off ours. I kept mine hidden outside and chewed on it off and on all day. Finally Mom traded me a treat for the little bit that was left. Deal!
Then, just before all the folks sat down to eat their holiday feast Mom gave me my present to dig out of a bag!
At first I thought the thing was a mop head. I thought, “What the heck, a mop head might be fun to play with, right?” Then I got it clear out and started to smell treats. Even the best mops don’t smell like treats…
On the back of the mop head were little X-es that were cut open with a treat in each one. Later, Mom confessed to having put them there. Here’s what the insert said about what I found out wasn’t a mop:
Eddie the Eel
“Eddie is not your ordinary dog toy; he’s a daring deep-sea explorer! With his flexible body that can be rolled and twisted, Eddie loves to surprise your furry friend with hidden treats cleverly tucked away in his lifelike fish scales…the mop-like velvet fabric isn’t just soft and huggable, it’s also great for cleaning your pup’s teeth as they explore his unique texture.”
So his name is Eddie and he’s an eel and he’s my new toothbrush that sometimes gives me treats. Hmmm. At least he screams when I bite him!
Then I went back to the bag, thinking I’d missed something, and sure enough, there was another stuffie in there! (And that weird thing on the front of my collar is a Gee Pee Ess tracker. I can’t run off anywhere without them knowing and finding me!)
Back to my present number 2. A duck. Hmmm. Looks like a dead duck to me.
Hey, Mom, is this duck dead? I found it that way. I didn’t do it!
Come on, I”ll take you..wait! You’re screaming! And making crinkly noises! Hey, you might be fun to play with after all! I think I”ll call you Howard.
“Yawn” It’s been a good day…
…I wonder what we’ll do tomorrow…
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*wags, wags, wags, wags* Hi, it’s me, Chia, the birthday girl! In case you haven’t heard, I’m turning four years old today, and the whole country is celebrating! I’ve decided to give the first picture poem of my birthday month to Angel Lexi. Hey, maybe I am growing up!
I’ve heard she used to help our folks teach ballroom dance, so I knew she would be the expert on this. She sent me this poem to share with y’all today.
First, thanks to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week.
You’re Doing It Wrong by Angel Lexi
Please try to keep on beat
Stop looking at your feet!
Hold paws and move closer
And please don’t call me “sir.”
If you want to rumba
Stop dancing the samba.
You flew me to the North Pole
Cause your dance ain’t got no soul.
Don’t give up though it seems hopeless.
You two just have to focus.
This lesson’s going on your card
So you two just keep trying hard.
Chia: Do you see the credit card by Angel Lexi’s paw? Wow, she thought of everything. I knew she was the right one to do the poem for this picture! When she helped teach ballroom dance she always watched the teens practice and barked at them when they were doing it wrong. Then Mom or Dad had to go over and say, “Show me,” to the couple Lexi had singled out. And, sure enough, they were always doing it wrong. Maybe someday I can do that, too.
Riley: Dream on, hot dog. Me and Lexi, we didn’t always like each other, but she knew what she was doing and was always good at it. There’ll never be another like her. But I have to say, it was mighty nice of you to give her your special day poem. Maybe you really are growing up, Chia.
Chia: *wags* Thanks, RiBoy. *wags* Hey, everyone, I’ll be back tomorrow to share how my special birthday went today, with all my presents and great food. *paws crossed* In the meantime, I’m also letting Lucy do our Independence Day wishes. (I should get extra treats for this!)
I do want to do the thankfuls today. I’m thankful brother Andrew rescued me(when my name was Chico) and brought me here from a bad situation. Then when my previous dad got outa jail and wanted me, Andrew just said I had gone to live with someone else and they won’t give me back (all true). My life here is so, so good!! I love my sister Lucy the most, and I’m so thankful she has put up with me for over three years. And I love my Mom and Dad and cuddling between them in the big bed at night. And I’m thankful for my sister Xena, too. We’re the same size and have fun playing together. I’m thankful for my yummy food and I’m thankful that Mom’s giving me a chance at Freestyle! Wow, I’ve got a lot to be thankful for, don’t I?! *whole body wags*
Happy Fourth of July!!!
Chia
Many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Mondays!
Chia: Is it MY birthday yet?
Xena: Nope. Not for another 87 days.
Mom’s note: We will celebrate Chia’s 4th birthday on July 4th!
Thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies!
Let’s start out by thanking Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!
The Surprise Demise of Miss Chia
On the set of a new movie
We do things that are groovy,
Like me playing dead;
The plot will soon unthread.
Was it Bruno, Max or Charley
Or the guy who rides a Harley?
Did the audience learn to love me
Before the queen bee stung me?
I’m not really dead at all
But I did take a bad fall.
Hope that scene we never replay
Or they use a bee made of clay!
In the end I’m still alive!
After the cops arrived
All the suspects are set free
“Cept that d..mn mother f…k..r bee!
Lucy: Chia! You can’t use language like that! Bad girl!
Chia: Language like what? I just used some letters that don’t make any words, Lucy Goosey!
Okay, now for thankfuls. Sometimes I’m thankful and sometimes I’m a bit sad that The Puppy got adopted. She was a super fun playmate, except when she grabbed me by the base of my tail and her tooth went up my a…
Lucy: Stop! I’m sorry she bit you there, but don’t say the donkey word. No blood was drawn and you’re ok now.
Xena: Hey Chia, you were just jealous that she was getting so much attention and you weren’t the baby of the family any more.
Chia: Was not! *grrr*
Xena: *grrrr*
Well, folks, we hope you have a good and thankful Thursday and it’s probably time we all signed off from here. XOXOXOX Chia, Lucy and Xena
I’m on a streak here for the poetry Thursday. Chia’s complaining, but she is alway complaining about something, so all I can say is “deal with it.” I might, and I mean might let her do the poem next week. We’ll see.
Here’s the picture Angel Sammy gave us to work with. Of course, it has had a small alteration.
The Travel Guide by Riley
Hello Monsieur Bear.
It’s nice to have you here.
I hope your trip was good
And you got some fishy food.
I’m your travel guide;
I’ll take you far and wide.
Where’er you want to go
Moving fast or moving slow.
To the spots the tourists go,
Moving fast or taking it slow.
Or to spots much more remote,
Touring farms with cows and goats.
You can’t eat them when you’re there
But I’ll get you some sans hair.
We’ll go to a movie show
Or to a club b’low.
Watch that bus! It’s coming fast!
Oh crap! He shouldn’t of smoked that grass.
If that bus had only braked!
But what a pretty rug he’ll make.
A bear rug, BOL! I bet that would be super soft to lay on. Now for my thankful. My Person Andrew has been here with me all last week and all this week. That makes my heart happy.
Hey, anyone else got a thankful today?
Chia: I’m thankful that Mom and Dad’ve been taking me and my sisters on a lot more walks. I pull so hard on the leash that my nails scrape on the road and I don’t have to get them cut. I’m really thankful for that too!
Riley: Chia, you’re weird.
Chia: Grrrrrrr *runs away*
We give many thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!
Your friends, Riley and Chia
Xena: Hey Chia, wanna play? Look, I’ve got Lambie. *singing* Nah, nah, nah nah nah.
Chia: Uh, I don’t think right now, Xeboo. I’m goin’ to see what Lucy’s doin’.
*30 seconds later* Now what are we going to do, Lambie??
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