Huttig Junior League Chihuahua Recipes

Huttig Junior League Chihuahua Recipes
Okay y’all, this is the very last thing I’m ever gonna say about them little rat dogs. You know, Chihuahuas. Yeah, I got myself in some big time trouble with all that stuff about Arkansas having a Chihuahua season and telling Herman DeSota who was the one who let all them dog loose when he came through Arkansas. Course, nobody believed me until they looked it up on the Internet under Chihuahua Recipes. Yep, they listed about ten hundred thousand, mostly from the Huttig Junior League Cook Book. You see Huttig is right in the heart of the Chihuahua woods. They’s thousands of them little dogs running around in the woods down by the river, and the ladies from Huttig figured they would do folks a favor and publish their Chihuahua recipes, and try to make a little money for the Junior League Debutant Ball. Well, y’all ain’t gonna be surprised at this: The cookbook, Tasty Chihuahua Samplings, has been banned in California, and the Beverly Hill Chihuahua Defense Fund has hired a lawyer to sue them ladies. However, as of yesterday, you could still order the cookbook by sending a check for $1.52 to The Huttig Junior League, 125 Seed Tick Road, Huttig, Arkansas 345432. If you feel a little funny ordering a cookbook that tells you the best recipes to cook little dogs, for an extra 25 cents they will put it in a cut up feed sack. One other item of note: Don’t go on the Internet to any of them food places where you can order up lobster or some kinda fish and have it sent to you. No sir; Arkansas has some very strict rule about transporting game animals out of the state. So if you want to nibble on a roast Chihuahua leg you will have to come to Huttig. I recommend Brother Bubba Dawson and his wife Tilda May’s place down on the river. It’s called the Rosti Dog House. They has gone back to how them Aztexian Indians used to serve Chihuahuas by having a Chihuahua tank—course they ain’t no water in the tank just some straw. When a customer comes in, before they lean back in a Barka Lounger, they picks out a little dog. To be sure you get the dog you pick Tilda May puts a little different colored ribbon around the neck of each dog. Heck, Uncle Snort always picks out the one with the red ribbon. I can hear him now; “Tilda May, gimme that cute little one with the red ribbon and fix it chicken-fried.”

Well, some of y’all thinks I’m lyin’ like some old yard dog, and some of you, knowing I’m from Arkansas, figures I just might be telling the God’s truth. Well, I guess some of you is right on.