I’ve met many chihuahuas, and there have only been two types. They were either terrified or horrifying.
Oh man, you've missed out.
Chihuahuas are prone to being twitchy in one way or another, but sometimes you'll run across one that's just chill as hell, friendly as you could hope for.
One of my jobs was in home health. So I've encountered a lot of lap dogs over the years. Before that, I was not fond of little dogs because of the usual yappiness and proclivity towards ankle biting.
And there were plenty of that type lol.
But the first time I met a chihuahua that was well socialized and trained it was amazing. Still a high energy dog, unlike others I'd meet later, but in the enjoyable way. Playful, and would follow me around the house there. But, the little guy was also a cuddler. He'd get up on my chest when I'd lean back in the chair while catching up with my client of a morning and take him a mini nap lol.
I hope you get the chance to meet one of the good ones some day :)
When I got surgery a few months ago there was a person who made rounds with an emotional support chihuahua. Most chill thing I've ever seen in my life. Just laying half asleep, in a little over the shoulder duffel bag, getting loved on by half the hospital. That bundle of calm helped me a lot while I was there I got to say hi every day
I made a trip to my local smoke shop last week and someone had brought their Chihuahua in, this old fat potato had climbed out of his stroller and was waddling up to people for pets. That's the first and only chihuahua I've met that wasn't one of your two types.
To be fair... a smoke shop Chihuahua was likely a high Chihuahua.
They're extremely protective and wary of strangers. Sweetest little dude around me and everyone else he knows; snarling little demon around anyone he doesn't know despite training and constantly being corrected not to do that.
Our dog got heat stroke from a sweltering sealed car. After they recovered, it was as if all personality had been stolen from them. Formerly expressive eyes, shining diamonds capable of expressing words people require decades to come to terms with and decades more to speak, suddenly became matte obsidian pits. All they knew from then on was hunger and hate in equal measure.
He lived long and healthily, showered with compassion and love and tenderness. He could understand none of it. Petting was done to him, walks were a measure of acquiescence, and other dogs became a blight to be torn apart. Only food was perceived as kind. They were no longer a companion.
Keep your pets safe, folks.
*he's
I know, pedantic, but I don't understand, how someone can think, that this is grammatically correct.
I just don't get, how someone can confuse "his" and "he's"(OK, need to proof read my sentence now to not fuck myself ;-))Sorry, I'm misread. Even down voted myself now
Edit: and seems my formatting skills aren't working out as well.
Edit 2: ok, looks better now.
Yeah, was wrong and misread the sentence. My faultIts funny you think they or most anybody else cares.
I think down voting is some style of caring about something?
And I do care. If I'm wrong, I want to correct it
