Saturday, September 4, 2010

Happy Gotcha Day Cheeto !

Dearest Charneka,

It was one year ago today that your dad and I jumped in our car to go to the ASPCA and see if we could find a small 1+ year old dog that would fit into our NYC sized life and apartment. When we arrived we found anything but what we were looking for, instead finding Great Dane mixes, Labradors and Retrievers. We were about to go home disappointed for leaving empty handed without having anyone to bring home but we decided to take an another look. That's when we saw your scared & shy little face barely looking at us from the corner of the room, you wouldn't come to us until after 15 minutes of sitting patiently on the floor waiting for you to realize that we just wanted to pet you and meet you, I guess you were just playing hard to get because you felt that we loved you from the minute we met you. Of course you weren't a small dog weighing 30 pounds and you weren't 1+ years old with only 5 months under your belt but you adopted us and our preference flew out the window and we never looked back.
I'll admit that we were learning as we went along like first time parents but you were so patient with us that together the 3 of us learned to be the happy family we are. After 1 year you still make us feel like rockstars the minute we get home with our 15 minutes of fame or even when we leave the room and come back in a few minutes later your tail wags up a storm. Our life changed the minute you entered our lives yet we feel as if you've been with us forever.
I love you even though you don't let me sleep past 6am because thats the time I walk you on weekdays.
I love  you because when your dad and I are in different rooms you go back and forth because you want to be with the both of us.
I love you because you sigh in annoyance when you're trying to rest and your dad and I talk in bed and don't let you sleep.
I love you because even though lots of things scare you, you trust us enough to face your fears because you know that we'll protect you from any and everything.
I love you because you make us laugh when you get bouts energy and run like a maniac in the backyard making silly faces as you pass.
I love you because at 55 pounds you think you're a lapdog that can climb up just to give us kisses and then take a nap.
I love you because we can never get a good picture of you unless we're outdoors.
I can go on for hours of reasons for why I love you but overall I love you because you're you.

Love you,
Mom & Dad

Monday, August 2, 2010

Shhhh mom's not looking

I know I haven't been around much but mom hasnt been lending me her pc as often as I'd like. She's been telling me that we don't have so much time right now because we're moving at the end of the month. Oh yeah??? well then how come you have so much time to put all of our stuff into big brown boxes hmmmmm. We're moving closer to grandma and grandpa so I don't have to stay in my crate so long while mom and dad work hard for my kibbles and bullsticks aand toys aaaand collars aaaaaand to replace ripped up beds. 
The great news is that since I want to see every single thing they're doing leaving them to trip over me all the time (no thats not the great part) that means I get to go to daycare more often, YAY !!! I love going to daycare, mom laughs at me when I start whining in the car when we're only a few blocks away but it's not my fault I'm anxious to see my friends and we always seem to get stuck in traffic. I get to stay there a few hours so my parents can be "productive" but I don't know how productive you can really be when all you do is go straight home to watch me on the webcam because you miss me. I get it I'm a pretty slick chic and I would miss me too but come on cut the umbilical cord, I'm already 1.3 years old already. 
I would never admit this to them but I love that they revolve everything around me because I get to spend every single free minute they have with them <3 


Thursday, July 15, 2010

Blog the Change for Animals

Today is Blog the Change for Animals hosted by Be The Change with the goal of spreading the word on good causes, make commitments and inspire others to help out in any way they can.

I wanted to bring awareness to a shelter in Queens, NY called Bobbi & the Strays.
Since 1998 Bobbi Giordano has quit her job and dedicated her life to helping animals along with the help of marvelous volunteers. Unfortunately the building that was housing their larger dogs is scheduled to be demolished (temporarily on hold for lack of funds) so ironically the homeless are going to be homeless yet again. I know what it's like to not have a place to call home and just wish that they can all find families that love them as much as mine loves me but until they do I want them to have a roof to protect them. I will be spreading their story to all my furry friends' parents when I see them on my outings and will also be making a donation to their building funds, using Daddy's credit card of course :-) Mommy says that when we move to our house next year that we'll be able to foster, I'm so excited it'll be like a pajama party everyday.

Bobbi & the Strays Building Fund

Pets Available for adoption






Monday, July 12, 2010

SCORE !!!

Back in March I asked my fellow fur-ends to join me in signing a petition to help save a program that allows shelters to offer spay/neuter surgeries for pets of low-income residents. Originally these funds came from $3 that were set aside from pet licensing fees collected but Gov. Petterson wanted to allow local governments to use the money for whatever they needed even if it had nothing to do with animal welfare. Well our woofs and meows have been heard because the program has been reinstated. 
I'm glad to have been able to put my pawprint on a few emails, letters, faxes and petitions to Patterson (with the help of mom and dad of course).


ASPCA Victory !

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Frankie's 4th of July Name Game

Frankie Furter is starting a revolution by having a name game for all fur-ends to share how they got their names.

When mom and dad met me at the shelter they met me as Bramble. What were they thinking you ask? I don't know I've asked myself that question many times. Since I didn't like the name I never responded it so the one of the volunteers told my 'rents that they could change my name because "I wasn't used to it" teehee. Mom and dad were throwing around ideas the whole ride home and nothing. They felt bad for calling me "hey you" and everything they were coming up with was overdone or boring so they decided to try another language. Daddy is from Galicia, Spain where they have a Portuguese dialect so he mentioned that black in Galician is pronounced Charneca. At first mom thought it sounded like charcoal but little by little it started growing on all of us so they decided to change the c for a k so I can be unique and that was that. Why cheeto Charneka you ask? Well this is a little embarrassing but you're all my friends so I know you won't judge me. My parents "claim" that when I sleep that I "smell" like cheetos the yummy cheese chips. I don't believe I just think that they can't come up with any other faults about me because I'm such a good girl that this is the best they can come up with. I let them get away with it because it makes them giggle and sniff me while I'm sleeping so I sneak in some snuggles. 
Some of my nicknames are: Charne, cheeto, stinker, beby, snuggle monster, stop licking me, bebychona, the best thing that's ever happened to us, no one invited you on the couch, baby girl, snugbug & did you just fart.  

Happy 4th of July

Not only is today a day of celebration because we are free, free from what I don't know yet maybe aliens I'm not even in Pre-K yet, but also mommy and daddy get to spend an extra day at home with me, hey I appreciate the little things in life. 

Today has been an especially scary day to say the least. People are making loud noises all over and it hurts my ears so I've been hiding in my crate all day long at least until my parents tell me it's safe to come out. When I went on my walk this afternoon our neighbors grand kids were visiting and they all running at me full charge with open arms yelling "puppy, puppy." Ummmm I'm not a puppy I'm like 1.2 already !!!! but anyway daddy told me to sit and lie down while he explained to the kids how to approach me (or any unfamiliar dog for that matter). Once they calmed down and let me smell their hand I  felt a lot less stressed so I decided to lick their faces and make them giggle. Daddy told me I was a good girl so I showed them my belly to scratch me as my reward.







What is this? Why is it next to me? This isn't mine !!!!


Maaaaaaaa dad is trying to frame me !!!!!  
No I'm not drunk, it's the sun in my eyes.
Happy 4th of July everyone !!!

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Sunny Sundays

World Cup Fever

So fortunately or unfortunately my parents love watching soccer (because lets face it them playing it would just be a disaster). Meanwhile they have the nerve to say that I don't know how to play pffff where in the rulebook does it say you're not allowed to chew on the ball mid game? 
Well anyway I say fortunately because I figured hey I love lounging on the couch and if I can get away with it for 90 minutes plus half time while watching fit guys running around in shorts then it would be a win win situation right?. Little did I know that I was signing up to having my "at home hanging on the couch in the privacy of my own house" pose documented for the whole world to see and much less that I would have to subject to being dressed up for every game. I mean if I'm going to be any ones mascot I shouldn't be doing it for free and not even getting to be on tv. Good thing I'm black because I'm honestly scared that they'd go as far as dying my hair to match their team colors, freakin' whackos !

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Ballooooon !!!!

I tend to be a big scaredy cat about a lot of things (shhh don't tell anyone) but my parents tell me I'm a character all the time and one of the reasons is that even though I'm scared I still try to approach things at my own pace I guess. For example the first time I ever saw a balloon was at my mom's birthday party and just the sight of it freaked me own let alone getting anyway near it.
A few mintues after I discovered this amazing invention I decided to approach it and since I don't have any opposable thumbs "Those monkey-thumbs were meant for dogs. Give me my thumbs, you fu**ing monkeys!" (lol, I digress) I ended up using my mouth. Little did I know those things pop when you bite them, holy smokes did I run out of there faster than a kid after the ice cream truck. Of course being the brave little soldier that I am I came back running to the next balloon to see if it had the same reaction and in case you were wondering, it did.
Having the approach I do to live lets me live it to the fullest because now I've discovered that I actually enjoy chasing after balloons especially when it's a little windy outside, I never know where the little bugger is going to go, keeps me on my paws.


What do you mean I "was" clean?


















Last weekend was suuuper hot but since I love the sun so much there was no way my parents could convince me to come inside. So they decided to help me cool down by giving me a bath with the hose in the backyard, I guess they figured two birds with one stone right? WRONG. I decided that it wasn't that time of the month to get a bath so I waited until they finished cleaning me (because I wanted to eat all the peanut butter they were using to "trick" me into staying still) and then I ran in circles for a few minutes to throw them off. When they were least expecting it I jumped into the garden and started practicing my rolls hehe. Mom & pops just stared at me, as if they didnt already expect me to do this, silly old folks.

Friday, June 4, 2010

I'm getting a new friend :-)

Today mom went to a shelter with her bff (yay for summer hours and getting out early on Fridays). My auntie wanted to go see if by chance there were any chihuahua's up for adoption since there weren't any on their website. She's looking for someone tiny (like her) and that'll fit in her apartment that's the size of my crate lol.
While auntie was looking for my new bff mom was trying to figure out how to sneak out about 10 dogs without the shelter noticing or my dad lol.
They met and spent about 2 hours an the interview room with Ashley where it was instant love within the first 0.05 seconds. Ashley was as sweet as can be and didn't hold back on kisses (although mom says she likes mine better).
The decision is final and Ashley is coming to her furever home on Tuesday !!!! How exciting is that? I can't wait to meet her so we can play for hours and hours. Based on the description mom gave me I imagine she looks like the pic below.

Disclaimer: No real chihuahua's were hurt in this reenactment
P.S > The chihuahua in the pic was a gift from my auntie on my birthday :-)



Sunday, May 30, 2010

The big, the beautiful...



...and the needs lots of rest, boy its hot out here.
I demand some belly rubs pronto!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

I'm a star !!!!

So I was browsing through some blogs that I like to read and I stop on one post in particular because I was captivated by such beauty. She had this black shiny coat, an adorable pink collar, gorgeous eyes and well really I can go on for hours.. when suddenly I realize it was ME !!! Check me out on one of my favorite blogs PitterPatter I knew one day I would get discovered I mean yeah the fact that I emailed them that pic is besides the point.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Happy Birthday to meeee

Well at least we calculate it was a year ago today because even though technically I was there I don't really remember what day of the year it was so the ASPCA guesstimated April 25th and hey if that means I get a party and presents once a year I'm all for it. What's even more exciting is that my daddy's birthday is 2 days before mine so we get to do a double celebration.

It was really a great day. We went to my grandparents house for a party and everyone got to wear party-hats,  I tried to take mine off right away because a girls hair can't look flat for the pictures on her special day. I'm pretty sure even though I was quick that my mom was quicker and managed to get some embarrassing pics with the hat on and if she ever decides to download those pics (aaaany day now Ma !!!) then maybe I'll share some. Of course I got some awesome-o presents because let's face it everyone loves me. I got an extra extra large bully stick nom nom nom, a volleyball (because my last one magically deflated from the holes that looked like teeth marks and ripped apart all by itself :-x ), pink balloons that my daddy inflated for me to chase around and pop, a NY times square subway stop tshirt, a purse with a squeaky chihuahua because i'm a fashionista, a pink leather collar and a pink bowl that says "Bitch" teehee.  

I think it's true that you get wiser with years because I'm only one and I can already feel it.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Yesterday mom sprained her ankle at work so today she's home with me. I figured she stayed home because she wanted me to take care of her so I figured a few snuggles would make everything all better. 
I sacrificed my time in my own bed to get on the couch with her to "let the healing begin" but I forgot that I hadn't taken my 9-5 nap so I kinda fell asleep and was awoken to my mom giving me the boot because, according to her, I was taking over the whole couch and pushing her off.
 I was just trying to help :-( so instead I let her borrow my favorite toy.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

:::YAWN:::

I was so exhausted from my day at the park yesterday and since I behaved so well my mom thought i deserved to use one of my new beds. I was so excited to use it that I almost didn't even wait for her to put it on the floor that I was already getting comfy on it.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Working on my tan

 Today was such a gorgeous day out that my parents decided the best way to spend it would be to go to the park for a picnic. They brought me one of my favorite snacks so I can keep busy but I didn't even bother with it because there was so much to see, so much to hear and so much to smell.
The day would've been perfect except for the guys that were playing catch to close for comfort. The first time the ball hit my dad I was pretty upset and barked at him and when he didn't catch my drift I put on my game face and growled at him when he came to get the ball a second time. I don't know if it was my fish breath or my evil eye that did the trick but they packed up and went further away to play their boring game.    

Thank you Nana

As soon as my Nana heard that I had to get stitches she wanted to jump on a plane to come rescue and spoil me but my mean mommy told her she was crazy.
So my Nana loving me as much as she does decided that she could still spoil me from afar and sent me a care package addressed just for me. She sewed 3 new beds for me, which works great to replace the one in my crate that just magically started ripping allll by itself and the stuffing fall out :-x, maybe someone was trying to set me up but anyway I digress. Also in the box there was a rubber hot dog, a rubber chicken and a musical "get well" card signed by grandpa, my aunt, uncle, little cousins and of course my Nana.
Mom & dad let me play with the hot dog, I miiiight've been a bit persistent on trying to get it out of their hands but hey it's mine not theirs. Anyway I decided to start tearing it apart to see where the squeaking was coming from but as soon as i opened it all of a sudden it stopped so I figured I'd continue tearing it apart just for fun. The 'rents let me play because I wasn't swallowing any of the pieces duhhhh why would I swallow it if it's not a REAL hot dog.


        Before
  


















               After

Thursday, March 18, 2010

I have been saved...

...from my stinkin' cone and stitches, ready to get in to more trouble (teehee).


The doc told us that what I had on my foot was a benign tumor medically known as viral squamous papilloma. I've been warned that I might see it again on another part of my body so I'll have to be on the lookout. I guess it wasn't so bad and now I can complain with the rest of the country about my medical bills.  

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Cone Shmone

.My parents came home from work today and thought I was being "rebellious" because of what I did to my cone. They know nothing about style, they thought my cone being just plain was fine pfff AS IF.

I decided to give it a little bit of a dotted pattern all around and I have to admit I'm pretty proud of my design.

Lucky for me my new cone design helped me have easier access to my bandages so I decided to save the vet some time and take them off myself. Mom & dad weren't too happy but it did make the doc and my nana LOL.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Dear NY,

Currently in the state of NY there is a $3 surcharge for the licensing of unaltered pets. These $3 go to help fund the speutering of shelter animals & low income family pets. It is currently being proposed to allow local governments to use this money for whatever they want or to even stop collecting it at all. This is very unfortunate on the already burdened shelters so please join me in signing this petition to let Gov. Patterson know you are against this idea.

Love,
Charne

ASPCA.org

What a weekend

The snow is finally melting so bring on the good weather because I'm ready to go to the park.

Saturday came along and the weather was great, mom said I could go out and play if I behaved during my nail clipping and ear & teeth cleaning. When she went to clip my nails she noticed some weird looking growth in between my toes and of course immediately my leash is getting put on and off to the vet we went.

Doc said he had time to cut it out same day and send it in for biopsy to make sure it wasn't cancerous (crossing paws). Dad helped the doc to put me on the scale, he thought I was shaking because I was scared but it's just because that scale was cold :-x . The 'rents came to pick me up a few hours later to bring me back to home sweet home and can you believe that the first thing they did was laugh at my cone of shame. I mean I know they love me and all but it was a moment of weakness and to top it off they decided to take a pic of me.


Thursday, February 4, 2010

Tricks of the Trade

So my mom is all excited trying to teach me new "tricks", even taking out books from the library and everything. Sometimes we have a difference of opinions on what we name certain things but we tend to work it out. For example what I call "scratch my belly" she calls it "roll over." I guess the most important thing is that as long as i'm getting ma belly tickled we're all happy and then to top it off I even get a treat for being a gooood girl.






Wednesday, February 3, 2010



My family sometimes thinks I'm a character but I just call it being my lovable ole self. Some people in my neighborhood think I'm a little intimidating maybe because I'm big boned or maybe its just my keen fashion sense, hey not everyone can pull off a pink puffy coat. Can you believe they even bother to cross the street when they see me but hey more room for me to walk on this side is how I see it.






Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Oh well hello there...

What can I say ? My name is Charneka and I'm a 9 month old pitbull/lab mix. My parents adopted me 5 months ago from the ASPCA which had rescued me from Tennessee along with my brother because they believed we were going to be used as a bait dogs. I don't understand why people would want to make us fight when I'm sure I can speak on behalf of everyone that we'd much rather be snuggling on the couch. That's why I'm so lucky to have a family that loves to snuggle as much as I do (well most of the time, I can get a little carried away sometimes). I am even so lucky that I have 2 sets of grandparents that spoil me rotten, although 1 set lives cross country they connect via webcam just to see me. I love being loved <3