I have a Chihuahua named Festus. Wasn't ever planning on having another pet, BUT plans have a way of changing on you. I went home to Missouri for Thanksgiving and my Aunt Sandy told me that she had a puppy I needed to see. Well I saw him and it was love at first site.He was born October 2nd and was 6 weeks old and fit in my hand. (Those of you that know me, know I have small hands) I brought him inside to see how he would do away from his mom. He done great. Slept with me at night, right on my shoulder. I took him to get his picture made with Santa on December 8th and tried to weigh him and he didn't even register on the scale.(Not even a pound). Took him again on February 2 and he weighed 2.2 pounds, took him in yesterday (16th) and he weighs 2.9. Almost 3 pounds, getting HUGE. Because he was so small and I live in an upstairs apartment we have just been paper training. He is doing really good. I took him outside and put him down on the ground for the first time yesterday and he LOVED it. Now off to buy a harness and leash so we can go for walks. I should also add that he is just like his momma, he loves Mountain Dew!
No comments:
Post a Comment