Tequila joined us a couple weeks ago. She is a long haired Chihuahua, which is a bit different for us! I was (am) not handling the loss of Cajun very well and even though John was not thrilled about getting another dog right now, he decided that perhaps, I did, in fact, need one when I was sobbing over not having a dog to share my oatmeal and hard boiled eggs with.
She is the waggiest (I just made up a word there) puppy I have ever seen. She just wags her way everywhere. Even if she is scared/unsure, she wags. She may be positive whatever the big, scary thing she is confronting is going to kill her, but she wags at it! She is quite good…so far. However, since she lives with us now, I’m sure it is only a matter of time before the evil rears it’s head