Friday, January 27, 2006

Meet the Furballs

On occasion I’ve mentioned my little happy yappers. It’s time you met them. I had a little chat with them and they told me they would prefer to keep their names anonymous. They are, after all, very cute and would develop stalkers of some kind if someone could Google their names… according to them. Whatever. You’re furballs, what do you know? Ouch. Please stop that squeaky barking.

Okay, so there are two of them. The bigger one is named T- ...What? Oh for crying out loud, fine! Let’s call him BIG FAT PEST! ...Will you shut up? No not you, I’m talking to the dog. Okay, he’s not fat. Let’s call him Big Pest. His smaller, more hyperactive friend is named… nevermind. We’ll call her Little Brat.




Big Pest enjoys long, moonlit walks around the block, cuddling and begging for whatever’s on your plate. At 12 pounds he’s a little big and kinda muscular for a chihuahua. He’s a sweet, mellow boy, until he thinks a stranger is invading his turf. Then he turns into a bristling, loud guard dog. I call this photo his “I’m Too Sexy for Your Camera” pose.




Little Brat is only 6 pounds and very fast. She prizes staying warm very much, but will venture out from under the blanket in winter to steal bones and chewies from Big Pest, go for a walk, or bark madly at any random noise believed to be an intruder. Other dogs make her go absolutely nuts—she will not hesitate to pick a fight with a Doberman (since she thinks she is one). She is slightly neurotic and has obsessive compulsive licking behavior.

So now you’ve met my furry little children. Are they annoying? Yes. Do I love ‘em? Absolutely!

Posted by Geeky Dragon Girl on 01/27 at 12:34 PM
(2) Comments • Permalink
Categories: • Warm-n-Fuzzy Pets