A Chihuahua's life

This is my Rescue Chihuahua Willow. She started out life as a U.S. citizen, that didn’t work out so well for her. She was living in Georgia and her family no longer wanted her anymore. At four and a half years of age, she was taken to a shelter. A rescue down there pulled her and took her to find her a home. She was there for a long time before she was offered to a rescue in Nova Scotia Canada Called Nova Scotia German Shepherd Rescue they were transporting animals across the border to find them homes and this little one got on that train somehow. Me, I had just come out of a horrible relationship and moved back home after 20 years of living on my own. I had a Terrier but felt he might be lonely and in need of a companion. Then I see pictures of this little cutie looking for a home, Oh my God never did I think I would fall in love with a Chihuahua, I have had German Shepherds growing up and a Doberman in my adult years along with a Black Lab girl all big dogs as you can see.

I thought little dogs would not fit in with my thinking. They had their place but I was not convinced I was a small dog person. Needless to say, it was love at first site. My Terrier liked her, she hated him, didn’t want him to touch her or look at her or even think about her or she would growl and walk away. You could almost hear her say out loud to him, “your stinky and I don’t want you to touch me……….ever”. But he is a Terrier and he just carried on doing what he did best, ignore her and keep living his life. he wasn’t scared of her he just knew he was never going to curl up beside her for a good afternoon nap.

I cannot see ever being without her, maybe her life started out shaky I don’t know much about it, all I know that now is she is a pampered pooch who follows me everywhere,  sits on my lap when I’m sitting and stands beside me when I’m standing, I’m her savior and for some reason I think she knows that.

That being said I have become obsessed with all things Chihuahua, I love her. She is Cranky, Growly, and Short tempered. At times I even think she could be Bi-Polar. She thinks she is 80 pounds when she is only 9 pounds. Everything must go her way or you will know about it. She will bite without hesitation if you get her on a bad day. Her perfect day is getting under the covers and staying in bed. Lets just say when she is good she is really good and when she is bad, well you know how that saying ends.

I never regretted for one moment rescuing my little Chihuahua it has opened my eyes to a whole new world of dog ownership, are they for everyone – that is a big NO, but if you can handle the mood swings the loving side of her is just as intense as the cranky side of her.

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