I´m reading some news from Furbook here, guys, keep calm and don´t pull my leash please!

It was quite cold that day, and I had to sit on the ground for about five minutes before I got picked up when mommy went to Wayne´s Coffee which is waaay too expensive for her taste, she says (I … Continue reading →

On instagram there was a discussion wether I was scared or not in this picture. Some said this is a typical chihuahua pose, and I´m glad I´m not the other chihuahuas, cause this is one of the worst places mommy´s … Continue reading →

I love shoes. I´m even allowed to play with them, since I don´t bite just move them around so it will be harder to find a complete pair. I´ve moved sneakers, but my favs are mommy´s Louboutins. Here I´m posing … Continue reading →

Here are my cats. Amanda, the one at the right, died last week. Magic is morning his loss, as he grew up with her. I was so sad when mommy told me what had happened. She whispered in my ear … Continue reading →

Daddy bought this clothes hanger that looks like an old pipe, at Granit in Bygdøy Allé. For a while I wondered what they would use it as, and I was hoping ´Pictures of me!´. Then something called Shopping happened, and … Continue reading →

I´m so proud of my mommy. She´s a mix between a wannabe fashionista and a bum. I love it when she lets me wear my favorite harness, the black one from Puppia. My daddy used a pen and painted the … Continue reading →

I´m friendly with all dogs. Daddy says I´m tougher than the rottweiler he used to babysit. I met this beautiful labrador the other day, she went straight up to me and I gave her a huge kiss.

If you could only read my thoughts mommy, is a thing I never have to say. I tell her everything, and up to this day I´ve never kept a secret from her. Which is not true, of course, sometimes when … Continue reading →

We went to meet daddy in this outfit, and first thing he said was ´Oh Edie! What did mummy dress you up in?´. Mommy was like ´It´s a new harness, fresh from the postoffice, and I don´t have anything else … Continue reading →