You have to have a very strange kind of tolerance for chihuahuas. They are needy, yappy, pesky little dogs. They do not go sit in the corner quietly.
Meet Annarainne
She is 6 pounds of dog that believes with all her heart she is a great dane. She barks furiously at every sound or person. If a person cannot be intimidated and they pick her up, she pees on them. Anna believes she is the boss of the whole world. If she is on the deck she can see for a good half mile, and it is all her territory. You must not walk in her territory. Loud barking warns you of your violation. She hates snow and ice. Associates car rides with the vet. The vet hurt her as a 6 week old. She has never forgotten. It’s the only person she has ever actually tried to bite. She burrows under the covers and wedges herself under your side so you cannot move. She growls if you disturb her. She hates early mornings, and will not get up before the sun is above the horizon. Hates rubber bands. Loves anything mom eats.
Meet Coco - the younger “sister”
She is long haired and 12 pounds. She is submissive to Anna most of the time. She can’t stand for Anna to be out of her sight. Coco has no idea that she too is not petite like her sister. She bites body parts hacking Anna off to no end. She doesn’t nibble. She bites hard. She refuses to go fetch or chase any toy; however, she delights in throwing her body on top of Anna’s favorite toy so it is not visible to the throwing machine called Donna. This causes Anna to whine loudly until I figure it out.
Why do I mention the chihuahuas? They are bugging me this afternoon. Finally I aimed the camera at them. All is well. They got attention, and now are sleeping … totally satisfied they are MY masters.








































