So we have a chihuahua. For those who don’t know, I love dogs, but in small doses. I don’t have a great deal of patience for something conveniently the same size as my foot. So when Dani mentioned gettting a chihuahua, the conversation went kind of like this:
Dani: “Can we have a Chihuahua”

Chris: “Absoloutely no way, never, ever, ev-”

Dani: “Thanks Chris!”

So now we have a chihuahua, his name is Orbit. Obviously I came up with the name. This is reason #90823678623 why I shouldn’t ever have the responsibility of children.

A few facts about Orbit.

1. He is terrified of being picked up but he hates being put down (not in the deadly kind of way, although I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t enjoy that either)

2. He has good and bad ear days. Some days both ears will be up, other days one ear will be up and the other will be down.

3. To Orbit, sleeping is awesome.

4. Although he’s a lot smaller, he kicks Alfie’s ass daily.

5. He can’t bark, he just sort of whimpers and yaps.

6. He has the strangest smell (which is I think has more to do with the fact Dani brought COCONUT SCENTED DOG PERFUME?!?!)

7. Sometimes when he gets excited, a little bit of pee comes out.

8. Hurricane Orbit strikes approximately 3.4 seconds after Dani leaves the room without him.

9. He has a cage. He likes it in there. No really.

10. He does that awesome “I-don’t-know-what-the-eff-is-going-on” head-tilt ALL THE TIME

I’ve included a few snaps of Alfie + Orbit out in the garden from the hour of British summer time we had a few weeks ago. Bit odd looking at these photos, he’s already grown so much since, but any how…

Actual real life footage from a storm force 10 hurricane Orbit.

Oh this is Alfie by the way, he’s grown a bit since the last doggy-woggy-bloggy. He looks Mexican, right? Whenever you speak on behalf of Alfie, you must mimic his Mexican/Dog accent or he gets annoyed.