In my Chihuahua dreams …

I’ve had plenty of dreams in which I am chasing the pesky squirrels in the yard. And many more in which I, for once, am bigger than my Kitty Cato so the world can clearly see WHO’S tha boss. But have you ever dreamt that you could fly? I sure have …

I have those dreams all the time, chicos. Mama says she can tell because I stretch my front paws out like Superman … Whooooosh, and away I go!

Sometimes I am la Super Chica, defender of the very small and righteous!!  Those are great adventures to be sure, but they are another story. Other times, and maybe its because it is so hot here in Florida right now, I fly far, far away to other exotic lands  … (cue dreamlike music now.)

I go to Paris, of course with Mama. Naturally, we indulge in some haute couture shopping along the Champs. Heh, heh, like mother, like daughter. When our feet can’t take another step, we take a moment to relax and do some lovely people watching at chic sidewalk cafes. At least in my dreams I can indulge in those chocolate croissants. And then, all recovered and re-energized, we take in a lovely stroll through Mom’s favorite park, the Luxembourg Gardens, where I meet myself a MUY handsome monsieur … Oooo, la, la, Pierrrrrrrre!!

Other times I apparate in Britain, once again with Mama. I can’t help it. All the Harry Potter movies Mama makes us watch, I mean I so enjoy watching with Mom, do have an impact on my impressionable mind. So we rent ourselves a small but chic European sportscar (convertible of course) and we take off to explore the countryside, touring castles and legendary sites. We dine in very proper pubs and appropriately toast the Queen, all the while keeping an eye out for fancy hats and fascinators. But with all due respect, I have not been able to make that look work for me, even in my dreams! Seriously!!

Then there are my voyages to Egypt, and yes, once again with Mama in tow (I think you get the picture here). In this mysterious land we tour ancient sites on camelback. Funny critters, those camels. They have a veeeery strange look in those big, penetrating eyes. I’ve heard theories about aliens helping the ancient egyptians to build those magnificent pyramids. Personally, I think the “aliens” are still there in the form of those wacky dromedaries. Well, after some shish kabobs and mesmerizing lute music under the desert sky, we stumble upon a lost era … fascinating, awesome mysteries for my fancy imagination to imagine.

Oh, I can dream, my amigos. I can dream. What do you dream about?