Lots of aminals today, lots. Mostly because Lala will lose her mind and begin yapping if I don’t tell you what we did on Sunday. Oh, sweet Sunday.
We went to the Chihuahua Cha-Cha! (Only I kept forgetting its name and calling it the Chi-hooa-hooa hula, which is even more fun to say. Try it.) It was in San Francisco, in this little pocketbook park on Corona Hill overlooking the City and the bay. When we finally found it, we saw a few dogs mingling around, and I thought maybe there would be a couple of little dogs for Miss Idaho to play with. Then we turned the corner and saw the dog run — omigod, how does one handle this much cuteness without keeling over dead? Thirty or forty chihuahuas (chihuahai?) in one place, and approximately two owners a piece.
Oh, oh, oh. And two or three of them actually made Miss Idaho look big, something a five pound dog can seldom look.
Look at my girls’ smiles! Harriet had a ball, too. She’s chihuahua-identified, y’know. (Cari, there was also a whippet who made me miss my East Coast kids — kisses to both.)
And here’s Miss Idaho (on the far left), being Very Brave:
This one had a hand-knit scarf:
Some were leapers:
And others were just there to pick up on chicks:
The only thing good about leaving the Ultimate Park of Cuteness was the fact that on the street, away from all the other little dogs who might have continued to steal the limelight that she deserves, Miss Idaho turned back into a rock star, which was a relief.
And lets not forget about the other ones. By popular demand, a photo of the fat Digit:
He hides his weight well, doesn’t he? Well, I’ll tell you the truth — he knew I was taking this photo and he sucked it in. But this candid one from the rear shows the real deal (although he would like you to know that the camera adds at least five pounds):
And to Grace’s Ramona, Adah says MWAH!
To those of you concerned about my yarn-binge yesterday — I ended up with two colors of WoolEase for a stripey pullover, $18. That’s what I’m talking ’bout. Maybe I’ll throw a cable or two in, dunno. I just need something easy and fast. (Lala, sugar, put your hand down.)
Get a Free Short Story!
Subscribe to get a free copy of Socks for Alex, a Cypress Hollow Short Story, compatible with all devices!