Here's a bit of an intro...
My girl, Chica, turned ten on the 13th of April. We bought her off a breeder when she was 2, so eight of those years have been spent with me.
She's the most unique little animal I have ever met. Though no one's ever said it, I'd bet plenty of people think I'm weird for calling her my best friend. But whenever we're together (which is... all the time? lol), it's just cuddles & kisses, and little dances of happiness. She is very expressive with her face too, as all dogs are of course, but she seems to react to my
facial expressions. If I smile at her, she'll most likely start dancing around excitedly, or come running towards me. I have this weird habit of sort of wiggling in my seat like I'm wagging my imaginary tail too, which always gets her so excited, lmao.
Chica is very polite and shy. She had 2 litters of 4 puppies before we even had her (I once met two of the puppies once as well, which was so awesome). Whenever people meet her, their 'ankle bitter' beliefs (about Chihuahuas) dissolve. The breeder, Yvonne, told us various stories of Chica easily winning people over who didn't like chis/dogs.
Chica's never been into toys. Maybe she was as a puppy but in all her time with us, when our other dogs are playing, she wears what could almost be described as a posh toys-are-so-babyish(!)
expression on her face.
For some reason she loves
She picks them up and dances for attention with them. She also uses them for pillows, lmao. Our other dogs only try and eat them but she curls up with them on a regular basis, and will pull one out of your pocket/sleeve if she finds it
Only a few years ago, she started getting bitchy with our other dogs, and would make little snappy noises-- mostly to protect her tissues, lol. I don't think she actually bites anyone, she just makes noises she thinks are scary. She does it sometimes when she's worried one of them is going to step on her (they're little dogs too but they still do it sometimes by accident). What's crazier though is something she
pretty much taught herself to do!
Earlier on, I experimented with food, and would leave little snacky things in the room with her, on my way out pointing at her and saying, "don't eat it" in a gentle voice. And then I'd come back and find the food uneaten and her staring at it rather tormented. Now years later, she protects my
food. I can be sitting on the couch eating my dinner, let's say. Then I can get up, put her next to my plate on the couch (or wherever) and leave the room. She'll growl at the other dogs if they come near my plate, and when I return, do a little dance of excitement for doing her 'job', lmao. It's like she's not even tempted to eat it herself like she might've been years ago. She just focuses on keeping it safe for me.
Sometimes she does it with my mum and sister, and probably anyone else too. It's actually pretty handy because prior to that one could never trust the dogs to not down their food the moment they left, lol.
Chica's pretty damn spoilt. When it's cold (and sometimes just because
), she claws at me gently in bed and I'll let her under the covers (or I'll wake up and she'll just be
there, lol). She'll usually lean on my body for extra warmth too.
It's sort of an ongoing joke in our household that a tiny chihuahua can hog my bed, lol. But she just loves laying in the middle of it, often diagonally.
Today I was at a small park/oval area with Chica, when I noticed a little white dog (in a leopard print jacket, lmao) bolting in our direction. I winced as Chica's not as social around other dogs as she may have once been (maybe because we lived in the country for years and our other dogs aren't very social either), and of course freaked out that it was coming right for her. It happened too fast for me to even bend and Chica started nipping at the other dog, or I dunno, making her snappy noises and the other dog, well I'm not sure.. just tried to say hello I guess. But I quickly scooped her up and no one was hurt. I guess that's the thing with Chihuahuas; they always want to prove they're actually giants
disguised as tiny dogs.
The owner of the dog-- an older-ish woman-- came up to me and apologized, and I said it was okay. She was quickly distracted by Chica, who sat anxiously in my arms, and walked over to give her a pat. Right away she referred to her as a 'him', which always secretly irritates me so much more than it should, lol! I guess it's better than 'it.'
The lady asked what kind of dog she was as she stroked her.
"Chihuahua," I answered.
"And how old is he?"
"She," I couldn't resist saying-- despite the fact that I'd more-than-likely never see this woman again, so the sex of my dog wasn't 100% must know info. Then I added that she was ten, which clearly surprised the lady, because most people think she's a puppy. She told me her dog was four, which amused me greatly because most would think Chica's the youngest, out of her and virtually any dog. Not just because she's a Chihuahua, but because she has a young look about her too.
Today we also had relatives over who we had not seen in a few years now. Two of them were little boys, and they took immediately to Chica-- especially the older one, who asked me several times if he could hold or pat her (and all times I let him). I've mentioned Chica getting a bit bitchier in her older age but never at people. She doesn't bite. I watched at one time when he had her on his lap, as she licked his hand. She's usually very shy around strangers but I think she liked him. She probably liked that he was nice and little like her too.
Said little boy kept saying he was going to take her home with him, lmao. I wondered randomly at one point when she was on his lap how she would adapt to a new home. Not that I would ever
give her away unless something really bad happened and I had to, I guess, but I was just thinking about how well she adapted to her life with us when she was two. Then again, now that she's lived with us for much longer (like I said, eight years) she probably wouldn't like it too much... and just as I was thinking this, she started walking down the boy's legs-- which he held out like a plank-- and wagging her tail at me (whilst giving me the eyes). She sort of half-cruched down like she was going to jump from his legs onto my lap, so I had to pick her up (as mum commented to everyone "she wants her mum", lmao). The moment I did, she curled up on my lap, resting her head on my arm, and I knew that not only was it me who would probably go mad without her, she would too. Lame but true
I honestly think people get tired of me saying how great and cute she is all the time, but she just has so many funny things happening (not to mention that I have plenty of sad stories involving her too
No sure if anyone will read/reply to this, but that's okay; I just wanted to write about my baby a bit. Here's some pictures btw;