I love my Chihuahua. She is my baby, and I'm not sure what I ever did without her. She is not warm and fuzzy with strangers - she really doesn't take to much of anyone but Keith and me. We have seen her warm to a VERY few couple of friends, but cautiously, and only on her terms. But with Keith and me, she is very attached (I'm the runner up, to tell the truth). If we have been out of house for awhile, she was us to sit down and hold her until she feels better. She must sleep between us - touching one of us or, preferably, both of us. She has to move from room to room if we are moving around the house, and just about can't stand it if we close a door to keep her out.
UNLESS, that is, El Toro of Love or Christ-moose is in town. These are stuff animals that have been picked up along life's way, and found their way into this Chihuahua heart. She loves them very much; her little ears perk up that the mention of their names. Oh, how she loves them. If they happen to be lying around, she becomes completely obsessed. She will not leave them to go outside, to eat, to sit with us - nothing! She lays beside them with her head resting on them, she does unspeakable things with them (until her mother informs her that we don't do those things in this house), and she chews on them. (This would be why El Toro and Christ-moose don't get to hang around the house much.) She will not leave them - the obsession is real and it's deep.
So this week, we noticed that Busy-bel was hanging out in my sewing room a lot. She was snappish with Beau (more snappish than usual), and she was sitting on a box with my quilt. At one point she was guarding the door to the sewing room to keep Beau from going in. I wasn't paying close attention to it, but we wondered about her behavior. What was up with her? Then yesterday I walked past the box and happened to glance in it, and realized that she had found Christ-moose, who was packed in that box. It cracked me up! That explained it all - I guess she assumed Beau would be just as taken with Christ-moose as she is.
Christ-moose and El Toro of Love have gone out of town, and may never see the light of day again.
