Rafaku by Contessa ChiChi

Rafaku = Rafa Haiku

Rafa Nadal is the Quintessential Sportsman- role model for youth.

Rafa Nadal is just awesome at Aussie!

Rafa began the Australian Open in awesome fashion (no pun intended, you know how I feel about his new sexy Nikes, NOT!) by trouncing Belgium Christophe Rochus who had a hard time just getting on the scoreboard until the 9th game. Rafa squashed Rochus in one hour and 17 minutes with a 6-0, 6-2, 6-2 win! My Rafa is playing sooooo good and his knee is well, thankyouverymuch! After the match, we went out to eat; we started with tapas, then had espinagades (yeech, I don't lika eel, but don't tell Rafa, ok?); we finished with ensaimadas. I never had such sweetness before and now it's my favorite kind of food. When I slipped off to the Bitc Ladies Room after we ate, I was horrified to see a white ring around my mouth. Not to worry, tho, it was confectionary sugar. LOL. Then Rafa stuck me in his pocket and took me home. Photo by C Verwaal

Murray confident after Nadal win

-('')- La La La lalalala! I caaaaaan't HEAR youuuuuu! La LA La la LA! -(")- *taking fingers out of my ears now*... (")

Soooo.. Andy Murray is showing his mettle off the starting line. Woo-woo! Maybe he holds adrenaline like a camel. We'll see. Meanwhile, Rafa is just warming up - so don't hold your breath waiting for Murray to be the Nadal copycat of 2009. The way I look at it is Murray still has something to prove while Rafa, and Roger Federer for that matter, have already proven their tennis prowess. Both men have the capability of flattening any opponent on the court, and just like any tennis great, will have good days and bad days. That's why I had to chuckle at this line by Murray:

"When we play in the Australian Open, I know I'll be able to beat him in a tight match," said the Scot.

What sparkling confidence! Good for heem. But my Ruffie thinks he played very well for having been out for several months with his knee injury and he said that thees match "was a very good test for the knee. It was two hour 45 minutes of high-quality (tennis), and I'm feeling very well."

Yes, Rafa is feeling.. mahvelous, my dears. So watch out, Andy! This is just the beginning of thees 2009 season; Rafa ees just begun!

My friend Juan, on the left, thinks we should all calm down and give the new kid on the block some room to prove he has what it takes and both Fed and Rafa want competitve players and not an easy trounce on the court.. hey, don't look at me! Give Juan the what-not!!

RAFA NADAL's Stunning win over Davydenko: RAWRR, RAFA!

Oooooo, I'm so excited I'm going to burst! Rafa is victorious over Davydenko, winning 6-2, 6-3, in the Capitala World Tennis Championship semi-final in Abu Dhabi, UAE on Friday! Davydenko started by breaking Rafa in thees first game taking away any point, but Rafa came back quickly and tromped Davydenko taking the first set 6-2. Davydenko broke Rafa in thees second set, too, but that only fired Rafa up and he took off like a rocket to win 6-3! You GO, Rafa! He's off to thees final to face off weeth #4 Andy Murray after he prevailed in 3 sets 4-6, 6-2, 7-6 (8-6) against Roger Federer. We can say Friday's win is a stunning start to thees 2009 season for Rafa! Now - before anyone comes to Contessa ChiChi too eager to gossip about Down-the-Line! catching singer Shakira flirting weeth my Rafa at thees game - I know, I know, the photo shows Shakira looking a little too interested at Rafa for MY comfort - and - Down the Line! hinting that Xisca could take Shak down if she makes a move on Rafa - well, what about thees? What about Contessa ChiChi taking them both down for moving in on my territory, hunh?! Lissen, I ask you, does Rafa look jubilant to you in this photo with Xisca? No. I didn't theenk so. On the other hand, when he's with me, hes little gorgeous, Contessa ChiChi - l-oo-k how happy and affectionate he is!! Need I say anything more?! No. I didn't theenk so. Didn't Rafa look dev in his new Nike duds? (/sarcasm) O, well. Don't fret, Nike! I theenk his head gear rocks!!

JohnnyMac has a new racket

Combining hees love for thees racket as well as making a helluva racket, John McEnroe made both happen in thees District of Columbia, thees past July, "entertaining a stadium full of tennis fans when hees first-place New York Sportimes took on thees Washington Kastles." The NY Sportimes lost thees match [waaah!], but I'm sure McEnroe found some new rock fans after hearing hees guitar riffs (well,, he did study under Eric Clapton,, so..). Besides, thees poster does ask "who are the greatest players in tennis today," riiight?

Poster courtesy of Madame Lamb You can hear and see Johnny Mac play hees guitar on YouTube. Not bad, eh?!

Rafa Nadal to Aussie Open next month

Rich, over at Down the Line! got a jump on me on his Video Vault. He's running a reel on Rafa in Nike's 2009 Spring Collection that he'll be wearing at the Aussie Open next month. You know I hate those Nike nappies on him! I have nothing against Nike personally - they offer great products that suit other players just honkey-dorey. Rafa isn't one of them, tho. I'm trying to talk Rafa out of this gig, but he can be pretty bull-headed at times, so... but I'll see what I can do! Anyway, go have a look-see at Down the Line! for Rafa's fashion show. Just don't tell me what ya think about Rafa's bod enclothed in them, fair?

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas everyone! Are you broke yet? Did you blow all your hard-earned dough and not get a gift from that one special person? I hate that! Guess what?!? I still have all my moolah. I just got out of prison, er, I mean the hellhole. They put me in that box. I did solitary, too. I just got out - so I didn't go Christmas shopping. And, guess what? It feels good, man. Instead, I get to loll around tomorrow thinking about what Christmas means to me.. instead of tearing open paper-crap only to find the same ol' bone they gave me last year! hmmm... less see now.. I got me 5 bones.. and.. 3.. rattles. I think the rattles were for the kid. The kid got my bones. I hate that kid. Just kidding. I don't hate anyone. I mean, what would Jesus do? Jesus would say 'Peace be with you'. That means all of us ought to live in peace. Everybody helping everybody else. Hate's bad for you. Badder than not getting any presents under the tree. Just kidding. What could be badder than not getting any presents under the tree? That's right!!! Not having a tree! I got me a tree. See!? And, if you'll notice, there's no gifts under the tree. But.. Don't cry for me, Argentina! Even if there's no bone under the tree.. I can still eat the Christmas bulbs! Just kidding. I'm not that stupid. I meant, I'll eat the tinsel. Ho! Ho! Ho! No, I don't need any gifts under the tree to celebrate the birth of Jesus. His birth is written in my heart. I'm a Christian dog, just like my Bro, Rascal. Rascal is a practicing, praying Christian furkid. We go to church together when we can. And, yes, we know there are dogs in heaven. We love Jesus because He loves all creation. Trixie and me and some of our friends went to Rafa's Christmas Party tonight. Photo by EllenJo on Flickr Photo by Flinschrod on Flickr At his party, Rafa presented me with a gift as soon as we were able to slip away from his guests. We went out on the veranda and stood near the railing holding paws hands. Our eyes locked for what seemed like an eternity; the spell broken only as he slid his gift into my paws. I didn't open it there; I was afraid someone might see me unwrapping his gift and then *POW* all those dern light bulbs start going off..soooo.. I just quickly licked his cheek and we went back inside to dance. the. tango. And tangle we did. Then the rumba. I had to kick off my heels. The samba dislocated my hips; that was the end of our dancing. Where that ended, drinking began. First I sipped some milk out of my slipper.. and eventually wound up gulping all the rummed-up egg nog I could find in the house. O, Lordy. That was a mistake. After several hours, I had to call it "a night" and Ruffie summoned the limo to take me and my honchos back to the hacienda. I was a fright to see, they tell me. By the way, do I look fat in this outfit?!? Photo by Whitogreen on Flickr The last straw was when some big ol' fat, bearded guy swooped me up in his arms as I was about to relieve myself under his chair, I guess,, .. and I swear he had me ina choke hold,, swearing under his breath, calling me a ho. But I really don't remember too much about that last hour at the party, but Rafa called me this morning to tell me he loved the pic of me on Santa's lap. Ho! Ho! Ho! Photo by Byron Raphael on Flickr I hope you're better behaved than me and don't you dare drink and drive. Have a good one, All.

You Won't Believe What Happened to MI..!!!

O, the trauma! O, the humilitation! The hor-rors! O, that dirty, dirty box! Bwaaaaaaarrr! OMG! My friends. My furfriends. My poor, poor, bruised pysche! Thank gawd for Trixie. Trixie.. Trixie.. my good and faithful *gasp* Trixie! I'm in your debt. (I will find a way to pay it.. believe me. The thought of you holding anything over me,, is, well,, *retch*) Okay. Okay! You want to know what happened. (omg,, the trauma,,) Halloween. It happened on Halloween night,, walking back to my digs. I was snatched by the Animal Catcher *ack* and slammed into a box into the back of a van!

Photo by PD Cagliastro on Flickr I couldn't breath! I couldn't think! I couldn't move! I could pee tho,, and did. Right there in the box,, in the corner,, I thought I'd get that over with before the black electric cord interroga.. treatment.

I don't know how long I was in that frickin dern box before I was thrown into th.. th.. that cage. I was so inconsolable because the cage was dirty - and it smelled, too. I'm sure it's an old technique to make you puke so they can blame that on you, too! Thus, necessitating another round of beatings.. (/sarcasm)

I was blindfolded and moved to another facility. I was so,, so scared. Trembling, too!

I don't know how long I was imprisoned in this dreadful hellhole before Trixie found out who had snatched me and where they threw me into the brig. She got a band of brothers (BOB) together to bust me out! Kewl. They were cute, too.

I felt like a fool when Trixie told me I had to put on a stupid camouflage outfit because my BOB was coming in on an Onassis barge. They were taking advantage *rolling eyes* of the waterway running through the dogpound hellhole I was hostage to *bwarrr*

All this time nobody knew where I was: not my family, not my friends, and especially, not my Ruffie! I missed his matches and he missed my adoration - I'm positive of this!

What!?! You don't believe me?!?

Happy Halloween! I heart Rafa Nadal! \o/ Vamos!

Oh yeah, that bolt out of the blue yesterday? That brill plan I came up with? Heh. I'm just going to the party as myself - ta da! We can all play nice Today and have a lot of fun! Don't be mean. Don't go trick or treatin' without supervision. Check your candy before eating it. Chao for now, simpaticos.. I heart Rafa!

Halloween (costume) Hunting Grounds

Photo by Pat Flinschrod on Flickr I don't know what possessed me to invite Trixie to go Halloween costume hunting with me today. I must have eaten Stupid for breakfast. I'm thinking maybe I should've just asked Rafa what he was gonna wear and I'd try to find something complimentary. But nooooooo, I just had to get that grrl on the phone and convince her this was how she wanted to spend her Thursday afternoon. One shop after another. One costume after another. Her initial reaction was not very favorable. Me: Trixie, what you say - I go as a car model draped all over this keen-o

Dodge Mach XX wearing nothing but a necklace? Rrrrow..

Trixie: That's not gonna fly, Chich. Literally. [omg, what is she doing?] Me: Okay, then how 'bout this? I think this'll fly.. Photo by Missing Link Products Trixie: *groan* No.. no.. I don't think Rafa's ready for that, Chich. *rolls eyes* Me: Gawd, Trix, you're a hard one to please! I don't have all day to do this, so chill! [ok..ok.. no need to ruffle any feathers over this turkey, ok? ] Me: How's this, Trixie?

Photo by DogTime

Trixie: Hey now, I like this little number, Contessa, only one thing's not all together right about it.. and..

Me: It's missing a halo, right? Trixie: Ahhhh, no, you're missing that one gene - for being a perfect angel. So, nope, that's not gonna work for you, either, sorry, Chich. Me: Wow. That's cold. *blink* *blink* Me: Vell, I kuld go as zee boot-i-ful

ballereena zat I ahm,

Mizzy Tawf!

Trixie: Well, yes, I suppose you could do that.

But then you might be expected to perform,

Mz Bowlegs, hmmmmm..?

Hey, I know what! Maybe I could just fix up my hair a little different and jump out of a pumpkin cake!

Yes, that's it! That's the ticket! hee hee

Photo by Foundsh*t

By this time, Trixie was totally fed up with my pursuit of the perfect Halloween costume. I didn't want to disappoint Rafa by coming up with nothing in the way of a party outfit. *schlump* And I felt bad about disappointing Trixie. But not that bad. So we left the last store and rode back to my place in silence. Then, out of the blue, an idea came gurgling up from the depths - and I knew I had a plan. *snort*

Photo by LoveLaughterFriendship