Daisy is watching CBS’s new show, Greatest American Dog with much anticipation.  For that matter, I am as well.  For one thing, I am amazed that these dogs mind their owners… not the other way around!  How did that happen??  And the dogs sleep in their own beds!  How did THAT happen?? Of course, we are fans of Laura and Preston.

Preston is a purebred Pomeranian but we are trying not to hold that against him.  He is as close to a chihuahua as is in the competition and is having to hold the torch for all small dogs.  Laura says that Preston goes everywhere that she goes and Daisy understands that well so Preston got our vote.

Last night, the contestants had to play musical chairs (Preston didn’t win- a border collie did. What IS a border collie anyway? Did anyone ever hear of taking a border collie into a bank in your purse?) and had to perform- where Preston DID win.  We were so proud.  We knew he had it in him.

You all can pick your favorites. We KNOW the dictatorial and tenacious nature of small dogs.  Goooooooo, Preston!!!

Nothing has been as highly anticipated around our household as the September arrival of Walt Disney’s new animated musical, Beverly Hills Chihuahua.  For me, I always knew the tiny spitfires had enough personality to carry an entire movie, it just took a while for the rest of the movie-production world to catch up.

 

Daisy is two and in the two years since she came to join our household… or should I say, since she’s taken over, I’d like to say we need an alarm clock but Mr. B hasn’t had a decent night’s sleep since she arrived.  I read once that chihuahua’s have a bladder the size of a shot glass. Daisy’s, I’m not sure holds that much. Each and every night, poor Mr. B takes her out before going to bed and then in the wee hours he feels a wet tongue on his face. He reaches for his jeans and off they go into the deep dark to take care of her necessities. A short while later later back they come, she burrows underneath the covers and he attempts to go back to sleep.  Her nighttime sojourns don’t seem to bother her sleep a bit. When’s she’s ready to wake up, it’s slobbery kisses from a tongue that I swear is probably as long as her body (or maybe it just feels that way at 6:30 in the morning until we’re awake) cause she has to go back out again. Starting to get the picture, aren’t you? Everything runs around that four pounds of sheer terror and her continence schedule. I wonder if they make Doggie Detrol.

She spends her days piled up on my lap, eating custom made dog food, playing with more toys than most preschools, and did I mention the lap? Mr. B said I always wanted a lap dog and I got one.  Trouble is I think it’s my lap and she thinks it’s her seat.

Our chihuahua’s name is Daisy. The question is whether or not Daisy deserved her own website. I finally determined, “Why not?” She has taken over everything else. My house. My bed. My husband’s affection. What’s spending a bit more time spreading her charm with an unsuspecting public?

I know everyone thinks their dogs are great but I’ve seen dogs that hump furniture and their owner’s like them just fine so what does that say? Owners are a funny breed. Take a look at some owner’s and their famous small pets- Tori Spelling said of her Mimi LaRue, "She was not just a dog but a fashion icon and legend amongst Hollywood dogs," Spelling says. "She received fan e-mail on a regular basis, and I often joked she got sent more designer clothes than me!" (My heart goes out to Tori who lost her precious pug on June 18th after 11 years.)

What about Paris Hilton and Tinkerbell? (Okayyyy, now that might be a loaded question but the da&*%$d dog DID write a book about her exploits and how many dogs can say that???)

So if LaRue can ride around LA in a dog stroller and Tinkerbell can get a two book deal out of Grand Central Publishing then why can’t Daisy have her own website?  She’s certainly cuter and if nothing else, she’s got more hair than either of the other two gals.

The perfect entry into the pet blogging world is the fact that it’s the morning after Animal Planet’s big finale to it’s hit show, Groomer Has It.  For those of you who missed the final moments, I suggest you skip over the first couple of paragraphs as not to spoil anything for you.

For the rest, as you know by now the crown when to the boy with the appealing story which we heard… and heard…. and heard, Artist. According to Animal Planet’s online poll, I must have been in the minority thinking that Jonathan deserved to win. The poll showed 94% wanted Artist. I was left wondering if  everyone had watched the same show I had.

According to wikipedia.com, out of ten challenges Jonathan won three and came in the Top Two on another three- that’s an amazing 60% (and not counting the other two Quick Sniffs he won.) Artist won one (the Chows) and came in the Bottom Two on four. This means he was in the BOTTOM for almost HALF the show (including one in which his client said she would never use his services again. After reviewing that episode, Kathleen did say she had the supply needed for the nails but Artist had already begun on the nails prior to asking her and when questioned before the judge was slightly less than truthful in his answer.) On one show, he LOST and according to the rules of the challenge he was to be sent home….. until miraculously when it was HE who lost the rules were suddenly changed and no one was sent home.

Artist was an extremely kind young man with a good heart and a great story about wishing to better his life for he and his son which he played to the hilt (in fact, he added to it as the weeks went on by placing his mom in the mix.) A huge number of viewers responded to this with the kindness of their own.

Do I think the show was rigged as many on the Animal Planet’s Groomer Mill say? I’m not certain but I know this, Animal Planet certainly has a lot of explaining to do.