HAPPY INTERNATIONAL CHIHUAHUA APPRECIATION DAY, 5/14 FROM "THE POODLES OF PARK AVENUE" BY KAREN-CHERIE COGANE!

Simone, the Park Avenue poodle, strolls with the Chihuahua, Mojito, who is a yappy talker, and he accompanies her, Ricardo, her boyfriend, and Frank, their dog walker.

Frank congratulates Mojito and is taking them out to a special Mexican lunch today to celebrate the Chihuahua a bunch.

For International Chihuahua Appreciation Day, the conceited Mojito wrote a special anthem to himself. As dictated to Frank’s I-Phone:

“It’s Mojito, and I’d like to tell all people and dogs in every country and nation: 'It’s the day for Chihuahua appreciation!’

A holiday about Chihuahuas makes me do joyful bow-wows!

Actually, they must have created this special holiday for me! Si! Yippee!

Where do I start? I’m very smart.

I think tall, even though I might be small.

I have cute ears and a svelte frame, and what about my catchy name? Someday I’ll have acclaim and fame.

My hearing is great, and I rate.

I’m a chick magnet, and female doggies are drawn to me. Can’t you see?

It’s my very handsome look, and that’s all it took.

Si, I’m the suave playboy of Park Avenue, and I’m looking for YOU!

Bring it on! I am the pooch Don Juan!

Seeking a multitude of girls, either straight fur or in curls.

As long as I get ‘Love on A Silver Platter,' her breed or age doesn't matter.

I am looking for romance and lady dogs who dance. Or I can teach you to move well. Then I’ll cast my magical spell.

There’s much to appreciate. Do you want a date?

There is a lot of freedom for me, since my pet parents are MDs.

In our Park Avenue penthouse, I have many rooms, and you can contact me through ZOOM.

I have the run of the huge place, which has much space.

A Park Avenue view for me and you – Yahoo!

What else would you like to know?

I have a wonderful dog walker, who is also a Chihuahua talker. It's great to communicate.

I have personality oodles, and I walk with two poised poodles, Simone and Ricardo, her beau.

Even though some might think my bark is shrill and loud, I’ll explain that I’m very proud.

Stike up the band! I want everyone to understand that Chihuahuas are grand!

I will give you many compliments, I'm intelligent, and a true canine gent.

I'll ensure that my dog walker holds the doors and puts an umbrella over you when it pours.

I know how to get along, and I’m strong. I even sing songs. I don’t want to gloat, but I can hit high notes.

Put me on stage or on TV, and you will see!

I like relaxing pets, hugs, and back rubs.

You’ll have all the delicacies you can eat, as well as a lot of bacon and beef treats.

Chihuahua me is the catch of the century!

During the day, I love to frolic in the park and play.

I like to stay in, too, and I’ll spend time with you, and you, and you . . .

But don't worry, I have enough love to go around, and I'm the best dog to be found!

Search no more; I'll give you affection galore.

We can snuggle, and watch old movies, which will be groovy.

I will make sure to give each of my wives’ attention, and that is without contention.

If you get cold, I’ll wrap you in a cozy throw, and let you know I’m your beau.

We’ll have it all in the Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall.

I’d like to boast that it’s time for a Chihuahua toast!

I hope our humans’ endless gratitude comes my and every Chihuahua’s way on this International Chihuahua Appreciation Day!

The next very lucky Chihuahua owner might be you, so give all the Chihuahuas around the world the credit that is due!”

Written by: The Park Avenue Chihuahua, Mojito, assisted by Karen-Cherie Cogane

In honor of Mojito, Simone composed some insightful prose. It was also dictated to Frank’s I-Phone.

“For the Chihuahua holiday, I, Simone, the Park Avenue poodle, must say:

Even though you have pointed ears and are a tiny size, you deserve to be recognized.

Granted, Mojito, you have unconventional views on life, which consist of having many, many wives. You seek a harem with pooches that scintillate and shake. You equate doggies that belly dance with romance.

So far there is not even a single girl, but you insist you want multiples who twirl.

Mojito, I say with conviction that you are a study in contradictions.

Often yapping mad, out of the clear blue sky, you will suddenly be glad.

You often balk and then do mumbo-jumbo talk.

You growl, scowl, and howl. Sometimes you screech. Oh, my ears -- Eeks!

When you’re angry, you turn and turn. When will you ever learn?

It’s confusing what you find amusing. When we saunter down the street, you start doing squiggles that are often followed by Chihuahua giggles.

When you see a ladybug, a rock, a butterfly, or a bumble bee, you'll start laughing, suddenly.

You blurt silly things out and frequently get on your hind legs and do high pitched Chihuahua shouts.

Simmer down! They don't need to hear you all around town.

Mojito, why do you have that proverbial chip on your shoulder, and can you be any bolder?

I question if you are tame, and you have an appropriate name.

Mojito is a famous grown-up drink, come to think.

When you’re in a good mood, you’ll grin and wink at me, and say I’m attractive as can be. You've got a crush on poodle me that's obvious to see. You say that we're meant to be.

But don't think that is ever going to happen. I'll stick to my love, Ricardo who is never yapping.

Mojito, you enthuse that we are soulmates but find another canine to date!

Suddenly serious, at other times, you are goofy or mysterious.

You’re sometimes slow to catch on, but then you’re spot on.

You don’t always understand the modern ways of life but know about e-mail, ZOOM, and Skype.

There are moments that you are sentimental, yet your ego is monumental.

Mojito, you’re a complicated canine guy, outgoing, but occasionally shy.

You seem so sure, but underneath, you are quite insecure.

You reveal that you’re afraid of being alone and get startled when Frank gets a call on his I-Phone.

I’m often annoyed since you’re such a feisty and temperamental boy.

But I guess you have that Chihuahua charm and don’t do any real harm.

Imagining you’re a sultan or a king, you want female dogs to flock. You view yourself as the most desirable Chihuahua on the block. I’m referring to Park Avenue, I will admit that everyone seems to know you.

And let’s not speak about your obsession with my Sheepdog BFF, Lexi.

My analysis and conclusion is that you are mixed-up and have many delusions.

Hailing from Mexico, you just celebrated Cinco de Mayo.

Take heed, since 1904 the AKC (American Kennel Club) has recognized your breed: Chihuahua. Or, as you describe yourself: CHI-WOW-WOW!

Ricardo and I walk with you on the Upper East Side avenues. And you make your presence known wherever we go.

Your bark is well, unmistakable, but your spirit is unbreakable.

Whether we’re at Central Park or Café Beaucoup, there’s unforgettable you.

Suffice it to say that you’re not easy to be around, and you eat scraps of food off the ground.

You like cold Pomme Frites, crumbs, and hamburger meat.

Chewing on wrappers and the bun you find especially fun.

I wonder why a dog, who is also from Park Avenue, has weird taste like you?

But you keep Frank, our dog walker on his toes, and when you see a cute girl pooch, your little face glows.

You prefer watching romantic movies, where true love reigns. But, Mojito, why do you always complain?

It’s over-the-top and mostly boring to hear you talk about female dogs who are alluring. You need to get a normal life, instead of thinking about unlimited wives.

Maybe you can find ONE GIRL CANINE that will put up with you.

Mojito, here’s my love advice: Don’t frown and tone it down.

Before you do angry yaps, think twice, and be nice.

Adapt a good attitude and don’t be rude.

Be patient and sweet and give the pooch you date delicious treats to eat.

Make sure you’re polite and treat her well. Then you never can tell.

And make her feel she is the only one, or else she might run.

Remember: It’s not your stature that counts, but what’s in your heart. And I will admit that in some ways, you’re smart.

So, for International Chihuahua Appreciation Day, I say: 'Hooray!'”

Written by: Simone, THE Park Avenue poodle, with help from Karen-Cherie Cogane