This is my dog Ruby. She is a ridiculously tiny Chihuahua and an unbelievable diva. I have always been a big dog person. In fact I like them big and tough looking.. just like men. LOL But I digress. I wanted a Doberman or a Bullmastiff but didnt have the space for one. The rational part of me would have researched smaller breeds until I found the perfect match, like say.. a French Bulldog. I also wanted a purebred dog, of show quality so that I could begin showing.. though I know I dont really have the time for that yet either. Then along came Ruby. I had Chihuahua stereotype problems. I never would have wanted one. The whole Paris Hilton, dog in a purse, shivering, yappy, bug eyed thing. I found out about Ruby.. who is a Coachella Chihuahua, coming from a long and illustrious line of backyard babies, through a friend of a friend. I said no way. Then I said let me just get a look at her. So I met this guy named Jose in the parking lot of a Shell gas station, and he pulled a milk crate out of the back seat of his Impala and there was Ruby. The teeniest tiniest little thing ever, with milk chocolate eyes, shivering and panicked looking. My Mother instincts immediately kicked in and I started cooing. The weirdest part of all is this big tough esse guy Jose passed over a litle towel that smelled like home, a bag of Eukaneuba puppy food in the smallest size imaginable, and pee pee pads which he explained to me. I paid 99 dollars for her. Dont ask me why it was 99. I love this dog with all my heart. She is embarassing though. You cant take her anywhere. If it is less than 80 degrees outside she is shivering. I did not socialize her as a puppy and shes got that whole mean Chihuahua thing going on. People love her and come running and she turns into this eye white flashing teeth barring spastic. At home if I sit down, she is instantly in my lap. You can not fling yourself upon my bed anymore, because she might be buried in the blankets and she could get smooshed. When I get home from work she cant even breath she is so excited. She starts wheezing and hiccuping. I decided if I was going to be a dork with a Chihuahua, I would celebrate it. I bought her a collar on ebay with swarovski crystals and a little ruby heart charm. I am crocheting her a sweater right now. How is this for an embarassing admittance? Oh, and the best part? All of my friends who say they hate Chihuahuas… want one just like her. She wins over everyones heart. (Shes nice to people after about 10 minutes) Anyway, this entry is getting long. Here is a picture of her this morning. She would not cooperate though, it was cold and the grass was wet and she was not happy about it.
