Chihuahua dog standing next to a fast food restaurant sign promoting burgers, hot dogs, and fries.

‘bout to freak out,’ oh chihuahua

Here’s a story of having the right amount of paranoia, calming down under pressure.

We are feeling increasing more comfortable in our new environment, but never TOO comfortable, heads on a swivel. As our fellow foreign adventurer Ted Lasso said,

Taking on a challenge is a lot like riding a horse, if you’re too comfortable you’re not doing it right.”

Dad takes me to this back alley place in Medellin, Colombia.  Can smell hot dogs, Dad, I don’t read so good, translado por favor? As he perched me on the counter for a rare ‘couldn’t be helped’ photo opp, he was doubling over in laughter. Dad translates, “Jajaja  Twinkle, in Colombia a ‘chihuahua’ is man’s best friend because it’s a bargain mini hot dog that makes for good eating.”

Whew, Twinkle isn’t comida.

Oh, Dad I nervosa, you just darme another test.  Meanwhile the Colombianos waiting in line got the ‘broma’ they’re laughing harder than Dad. “Look at La Gente (the people) they got the joke, the context.”

“Our basic tenets which need to be upheld daily: Head on a swivel, hummingbird eyes, never too comfortable puppy.”

Got it, good plan.