by Because I’ve been posting nothing but pictures of dogs lately. Although a new person moved in one floor down and she has a rat terrier. Now I want a rat terrier. I fell in love with the little thing the instant I saw it. Googling the breed … okay, absolutely adorable but the wrong breed for me. Needs tons of exercise, likes to dig. Back to chihuahuas.
Here is little Bleecker, momentarily not wreaking havoc in the apartment. Except you can see from the look in his eye that it’s just a matter of time before he gets his millionth wind.
Come to think of it, if I am okay with the ricochet rabbit-like tendencies of cats, going ping-ping-ping up and down and all around the apartment, I should be okay with an excitable dog.
