Christmas Dinner

With Jasmine... courtesy of Junior's Human, Carl.

Thankful

For Turkey Hash with Gravy

Nom, Nom, Nom!

Becoming Self-Aware

Howl-O-Ween

"Will someone please stop this woman?"

Scuba Dooba Doo

Apparently, my mom is learning to scuba dive,

but I can't figure out what that means or where she is.

Beware, Bernard the Sailing Cat

Chihuahua Speak

My humom says I have a very extensive English vocabulary for a Chihuahua. While I don’t speak the language, I can understand and respond to quite a few words. Among them:
Bath
Bird
Chicken
Come
Cookie
Dad
Dinner
Duckie
Duckling

Get it
Greenie

Hide the Treat
Hungry
Potty
Ride
Sit
Stay
Thirsty
Treat
Walk

Meet Jasmine

She's a salty dog like me. Except she's been sailing much longer and she's more daring. Here's a front view, in case you bump into her on land or sea:

Attack of the Clippers

Mission: Impossible

Shiver me timbers! I recently caught wind of this cat - Junior. He lives two balls away. Once I determine the best route, I will board his vessel and force him to walk the plank. He shall be mine.

I Scare Little Children

DogBlog Award

I would like to thank Bell, a fellow San Diegan and Dog Blogger, for nominating me for this blog award.

Here are the rules:

1. Post it to the blog and link to who gave it to you.
2. Choose 5 life situations that could be repeated in slow motion and explain why.
3. List twelve blogs and let them know you've given them the award.

So, here goes:

5 life situations that could be repeated in slo-mo and why:

1). Chasing cats. I love chasing cats. But it might be better if the cats were in slo-mo and I was in real time! (Although I'm not sure what I'd do with a cat if I actually caught one.)

2). Sleepy Time. I enjoy my Awake Time too, but there is nothing like sleeping. My hu-mom says I look like I'm smiling whenever I'm asleep.

3). Humping Duckie. One of my favorite past-times. One of the few times I get to dominate.

4). Dinner Time. Another of my favorite activities. I do prefer to inhale my food, but I'd settle for slo-mo if I could eat 24/7.

5). Hanging with the Pack. Life doesn't feel right when one of my pack members disappears. I'd give anything to have the pack together all day, every day.

Unfortunately, I'm new to the blogging scene so I don't have 12 friends to nominate for this award. But I appreciate the award just the same, and would like to thank Bell, once again, for the nomination. Thanks, Bell!

Heading Home

The trip home from South Haven, MI, took 38 hours. I slept in the car and stretched my legs and took a potty break at each stop. I always used to sleep on the lap of one of my peeps but this trip was a breakthrough for me. I enjoyed some independence and the comfort of blankets in the back seat for most of this trip.

Here I am enjoying the beautiful landscapes at a pit stop in Utah.

Captain Lou's: South Haven, MI

My peeps took me to Captain Lou's when we arrived in South Haven, MI. My nose is like a compass: just as a compass points north, my nose points toward the kitchen.

Meet Vinny

This is Vinny. He kept me very busy in South Haven, MI, where we stayed for about 6 days. He was a great sport and I'd like to thank him for opening up his house (and food and water dishes) to me.

Housemates

This is Connor. He is the Alpha Dog at my Gramma and Bumpoo's house. He was gracious enough to share his home with me for the past ten days, and for that I am very thankful. He loves to bark when people leave, and I love to bark when he barks. Here's a full body shot of Connor:

The big beauty pictured below is Goldie. She and I love to play cat and mouse. I pretend I'm a cat and she pretends she's a giant mouse. I chase her all over Gramma and Bumpoo's house. It's one of my favorite past-times. Goldie's counterpart is a cat named Bob. He is so elusive when I'm around that we can never manage to get a picture. He hides the entire time I'm staying with Gramma and Bumpoo, so I never get to play much with him.

Transcontinental

West Meets East

Lola at the Atlantic Ocean

The Fox and the Chihuahua

I found this curious creature at the Children's Beach at Lake Garda in Burlington, CT. I enjoyed sniffing him because he didn't turn around to sniff me back. Meeting him has been one of the highlights of my trip.

Connecticut

We're in Connecticut. We arrived after 3096 miles and about 49 hours of driving. This is about my 4th trip to Connecticut. My hu-mom and I try to make it out here about once a year. Last time we came in the winter and I saw snow for the first time. I much prefer New England summers. Here is a picture of me hiking at Birge Pond in Bristol, CT:

So Now I Know

My humans drove me over 1200 miles today across 4 states. Apparently we are heading to Gramma and Bumpoo's house in Connecticut first and then over to see Grandma and Pock in Michigan. We are in a hotel room in Cheyenne, WY right now and I am dictating this as I hump my Duckie. It's been a long ride. Here are a few pics of me from along the way:
Here I am in Utah

I finally found *just the right spot* for traveling

And Here I am in Wyoming

I'll keep you posted as to my whereabouts. Stay Tuned.

Change on the Horizon

I knew it! I just knew it! They packed up my dinner and Duckie.

Now I'm certain something is about to change. I wonder where we're going?

My dog house used to be here. I'll just find comfort in my little friend.

Maybe this isn't as bad as I thought. I could get used to this.

Looks like we're going on a road trip.

Suspicion

Something's going on around here and I'm not sure what it is. I always get a little nervous when my humans start packing everything up. They think I don't know what's going on, and they're right. But I sense things are about to change.

Yesterday, they trimmed my hair again and gave me a bath. Today my hu-MOM clipped my nails and gave me the flea treatment. I have a funny feeling before the night is done, she will start messing with my dinner and Duckie. If there are two things on this Earth I always keep track of, they are dinner and Duckie. I'm keeping my sights locked on both of them for the rest of the night.

Friday on Deck

We went sailing yesterday... Here are some pics.

At first, I was hesitant to come out of my tent. My humans thought I was getting brave here. What you can't see is the can of tuna hiding behind the Bud Light. I was all over it. Safety first...
Here is a quick video of the wind blowing through my freshly cut hair:

Since I told you about my freshly cut hair, here is a picture of my summer 'do. My hu-mom did it herself, so it's a little choppy. Let's hope "Practice Makes Perfect"!

Learning with Lola

gunwale (pronounced /ˈɡʌnəl/ "gunnel" to rhyme with "tunnel") is a nautical term describing the top edge of the side of a boat.

Ex: My superior balancing skills make it possible for me to sit on the gunwale of the sailboat without falling overboard.

A Day In The Life

Lola here. Just thought I'd share my afternoon pics.

Mom lured me outside with a Cheez-It.

Then we played Hide the Treat.
(That's one slippery slope.)

Later on, I relaxed on deck for a while...

before we went for a walk.

Ahhh! The life of a Salty Dog.

Sail Away

These pics are from last November. My peeps rolled out the sails at Dusty Rhodes Park, so I did a little rolling myself.