Beverly Hills Chihuahua

New Movie! Bet everyone who didn't get one during the Taco Bell surge is gonna want one. They are precious little creatures. My first, very own dog/doog, "Cutie Pie" (named her myself) was a Chihuahua. They may be a bit head-strong, but they are highly devoted. Please remember that they are very small, thus, despite sometimes a big dog demeanor, very fragile. They are meant to be a companion dog and tend to be a lap dog. That means, they should live inside where they are protected and warm and loved. Treat them as a child or at least a fellow living creature, not a disposable possession. And if you do decide you are up to being a good human to one of these little ones, check this out:

Little Dog Birthday!

Butten thinking about cake!

In case you are not aware, today is designated "Little Dog Birthday". Most of our pups (except Bug) have been rescued. So, we have had only a rough idea of when they were born. But it seemed like Oct. was about right for our first, a pound puppy, Challie (Jellybean Chalfonte..."Jellybean" never really fit) the second, street-wise puppy, Skippy (Skippy Peanut Butter...was retrieved from a four-lane parkway) and then, energetic Butten (found on another busy street that we now refer to as Butten Boulevard). All three whole-heartedly adopted Oct. 1st as their birthday.

Challie, one of their adored Moms, and Skipper
Little Dog Birthday 1997

Butten, as it turns out, was his real "given", misspelled name. His owner had died and her son had just turned him out and didn't care whether or not he came back. I digress.

Anyway, today Butten carries on the tradition
celebrating his 17th birthday!

This Is,

This Is..............................................................BUG!


And this is Bug's 6th birthday.

She's gonna have presents and cake, but wants to bypass the ice cream on account of what happened last time!

On the Happy Trail!

Powerful Memory - Eight Belles - Powerful Legacy

The remains of Eight Belles have been laid to rest at The Kentucky Derby Museum at Churchill Downs. Today, Sunday, Sept. 7, 2008, a memorial service was held there. I, now, have a heightened respect for Eight Belles' trainer, Larry Jones. Stifling his emotions, he said:

“I was the lucky one who got to see her come into the barn as a long-legged, gangly 2-year-old filly and was also the one who was lucky enough to see her turn into a lovely, gallant and courageous racehorse,” Jones said. “My memories of her on the day (of the Derby) is that she had so much poise. She knew everyone was here for her and she just decided that with 150,000 people looking, she felt she owed it to every one of them to make eye contact. I think people were mesmerized by her."

In the words of Rick Porter, her owner:

“I’m convinced that her tragic accident is a possible catalyst for the several crisis-level changes needed in Thoroughbred horse racing. If her death can bring about much-needed rules eliminating unnecessary medication and the implementation of a racing commission to whom all of us will be accountable, then Eight Belles will not have died in vain.”








Eight Belles, such a glorious, amazing creature.

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Deal With It

I believe that the only way to survive this world is to accept what it deals you and believe that there is a reason. (Most likely, the reason is not transparent.) Nevertheless, when times are tough, I have a hard time with my own philosophy. But, hay (intentional misspelling), it is all for a reason!