I have always been a dog lover. Usually my dogs have been on the larger side, longer hair, fuzzy, big cuddly kinds of dogs.
Maybe I choose large because we lived in the country and had farm animals and felt that the dog (s) would help protect the sheep, llamas and chickens. I guess I also felt safer with a large dog that possibly could protect me.
I would wrestle with each of our large dogs to bathe, groom and keep them as clean and healthy as possible. But, having only evenings after a long day of work, and weekends to care for our dogs AND all of the barn cleaning and animal feeding and extra cares, clean our home/laundry/shop whatever other million things I planned to do on each and every weekend, was kind of hard.
Several of our larger dogs came to us via being 'unwanted dogs' or ones that it was deemed would be better off with us than where they were living (usually according to me). We usually have two to three dogs at a time, but we have had up to six at one time. We have taken good care of them, fed them well, allowed them whatever freedoms we safety could, have given necessary medical care and just generally provided them with the best lives we could. We took them in, we took on that responsibility of owning these dogs and it was our responsibility to do the very best things for them.
Our wonderful Standard Poodle (Rudy) had sadly just passed. We still have our Sadie, a large and lovely golden doodle (Rudy's daughter).
Should be get another dog or should be just really enjoy our Sadie and not strap ourselves down as much as we have for the last many years.
Well....of course, I thought I would just go online and have a look around at the local humane societies... just a look. I wanted to rescue each and every one of them, and the cats. I'd look each day to see if the few that I thought would fit in our home were still there...hoping that they were or maybe that they had been adopted, helping to answer the question of...do we really need another dog....
One of the dogs was a 5 year old Chihuahua named Tipo. He and his sister had been surrendered to the local humane society. They were so cute...and tiny and looked really well cared for....makes you wonder why they were surrendered.
He is now the love of our life and Sadie's playmate...His sister was already adopted when we picked up Tipo...maybe it's better...he's a busy enough boy.... we love him so much...He appears to have been well cared for and we are most appreciative of that - his teeth are good (even though he is getting older) and physically he is in very good condition.
He slides in right next to my husband each night in my husband's favorite chair and sleeps, until we all go to bed/sleep - where he sleeps under the blankets (or wherever he wants). He is a typical Chihuahua...king of our house...and that's okay...we don't know what his life was like before or how he came to be at the Humane Society...so, we let him be and love him up as much as possible....this is his fur ever home and he never needs to even think about being alone every again.
