Wednesday, January 20, 2010

A Glut Of Chihuahuas

There is a glut of Chihuahuas in California. Who'd have thought. I reckon it's because people buy them only to find out what nasty, bad tempered, snappy little dogs they really are. But, apparently, there is a shortage of them in New York, so they are being shipped across the USA from west to east. 

Who would have thought Chihuahuas were anything, you know, over supply, in short supply. The little bug-eyed varmints. 

They should put them in air tight containers to ship them east.

What would be the collective noun for Chihuahuas? I reckon a snarl.

Years ago, my friend, Leah's grandma used to have one, Mitsy. She was old and had a bad heart, for which she used to have to take pills. She used to arrive in her basket in which she had a velvet pillow and she'd be given pride of place, like one of the Queen's corgis. She'd growl and snap and she bit all of us once too often, so we used to chase her around, when gran was looking the other way, probably drinking tea, hoping we'd do 'er in. Leah used to get really pissed off with us.

Ah, fun times.


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