Kelly has been begging for a chihuahua and I've been coming up with so many reasons not to get her one but I guess it all comes down to: she's an amazingly good kid who has a way with animals, never complains about having to take care of our current animals and it would mean the world to her so today I decided to go by the animal shelter just to see what they had. Big mistake...... there he was, all 4 pounds of scrawny little chihuahua, shivering in the morning chill, huge, brown eyess searching mine, little tail that whipped out from between his skinny little legs and wagged furiously when I spoke to him through the plexiglass...... had the girl get him out and sat with him on my lap. He cuddled in and finally quit shivering after about 5 min. Called Kelly........ she said to come get her so I did. So, now we're waiting on him to get neutered and hopefully they're treating for his nasty case of kennel cough. Poor little guy was wheezing and you could see his little chest retract. You can see his skeleton, every single vertebrae [
] Despite his condition, he started to get friendly and fling himself against Kelly as she held him
Terrible to have to leave him there. I was hoping they would send him home with us to get better on antibiotics (they do a contract w/ some sick dogs where you bring them back to get fixed) but no....... so hopefully he's getting treated now. At least the brand-spanking new facility has heated floors in the kennels
No pictures yet, sorry but he's a fawn/white color.
Here's Dobbie-feeling much better!