Pet-Peeves: Being disturbed by his brothers while he's eating, nail trims, wet grass, his new sister Izzy
Favorite Toy: Stuffed toys, Kongs stuffed with liver paste, rawhides.
Favorite Food: Any human food.
Favorite Walk: From Mom's lap to the food bowl.
Best Tricks: Looking at us with sad eyes to get what he wants.
Arrival Story: In 2003 Sparky was brought to the emergency pet clinic where I worked. He was presented as a stray by some very nice people who didn't want to see him get hit by a car. We've been inseparable ever since. He had some existing health problems such as mange, an umbilical hernia, and he wasn't neutered. Later I found out he has a heart murmur. As of April, 2010 Sparky had to be put on Enalapril for his heart condition, but he seems to be responding well to the treatment.
Bio: Sparky is loving and devoted. He simply lives to please us and nothing more. As we spend more and more time together, we realize what a special pet we have. Sparky is quite ferocious with our larger dogs if they go near his bed, toys or food. In true Chihuahua fashion, he has no comprehension of his diminutive size. We have to be careful when we sit down, as he loves to burrow under pillows and blankets.
Merry post Christmas, my awesome pup pals! I hope everyone's day was paw-tastic!
Moi? My joyous holiday spirit quickly dissipated yesterday when Spenser destroyed the new stuffed toy Izzy and I received for Christmas. He made mince meat out of it in no time flat. It was blue and soft and squeaky. Izzy and I had just been playing tug-of-war with it not an hour before. I would love to be able to exact revenge by shredding his new bone to bits, but since that's impossible, I will continue my verbal lashings every time he comes near me or Mom. Watching him flinch when I lunge at him with my teeth bared gives me great pleasure. *insert diabolical barks here*
The humans bought themselves a stupid video game called Guitar Hero III. Instead of cuddling with me, Mom straps a guitar around her chest every night for hours. What's up with that? It's a cold piece of plastic and it's annoyingly loud. But like a good dog, I keep her spot on the couch warm until she eventually puts the noisy game away.
Izzy has begun sleeping with Mom and me at night. My space is right beside Mom's pillow, so when she tried to venture into my territory, I would emit a low warning growl. She eventually got the message and now has her own spot next to Mom's leg. I think I can live with that. Izzy is pretty cool and she's kinda cute with that tongue hanging out all the time. It's the two big goons that get on my last nerve.
Well, I hope to update my diary more often in the coming year. I miss it here.
After months of waiting, it has finally been confirmed that I won a contest to be featured at the end of the Firehouse Dog movie! That's right; my handsome mug will be shown during the closing credits. My big break has finally arrived - woof woof! To think I was worried that Leo's sauciness would win them over, or that Spenser and Chance would sway them with their thick, red coats. I should have had more faith in my cuteness. Look at me now - Hollywood bound! I must get into shape quick in case Speilberg or Oprah come calling!