The cone of shame...

Jacuqie LOVES small toys, animals, people, you name it.  She had been begging for a chihuahua for years and years and I have always said when you are 30 and out of the house.  Well, last year Jay was doing some searching for Jac's birthday and came upon a pooch for sale.  After he twisted my arm, I agreed to go and see this dog... I WAS NOT IMPRESSED!!  So, she came home with us.

A year later I love this dog.  She is funny, quiet (seriously), and when she needs to go outside she will jump and snip at my bum while I'm trying to find my slippers and coat.  She LOVES to run up and down the street a couple of times, do her business and some sniffing and inside to cuddle under her blanket in her bed.  She loves to sit on your lap and watch the action.  Prefers not to be handled by children (she is getting better) and can't stand to be alone. So for the most part she goes everywhere with us.  We just bring a blanket in the car for her to snuggle under while she waits.  And if the sun is up and showing her warm face she will sit in the window and bask in her rays.

This year the poor dog has suffered with cherry eye ( the 3rd eyelid protrudes in the corner of the eye) and a little spay action too.  I almost killed her the day she came home.  That night she cried most of the time (well when I fell asleep and stopped talking to her).  Early that morning I decided to give her some pain medication.  When Jay got home I telling him about our night and mentioned that we were out of pain meds.  He asked me how much I gave her and I told him 1cc like it said on the bottle, when in fact I gave her the amount for a Great Dane.  But I can tell you one thing, she wasn't in pain anymore, she was feelin' good.  Jay called the vet and took her in for monitoring... and she lived!  (A little IV fluid does a body good.)

Now she is a happy, healthy Chihuahua and were glad we found her.