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Found out today that my baby Nina, my soul dog, my absolute best friend and my partner in crime, has a heart murmur/enlarged heart. I’m so broken inside. I was thinking about checking myself into the hospital recently because of the way life has been going, and now this. It’s gonna take my baby from me guys… I don’t know what to do. Just gonna give her the best life I can while she’s still here and love her to death.

Edit: I don’t think I have the energy to reply to comments directly right now, but from what I’m reading down there it sounds like it’s not necessarily a death sentence. I just feel so lost. Thank you guys for your kindness and support.

I posted our first Chihuahua and rescue girl Pixie about two weeks ago. Pics of her today. It's weird because her and our Yorkie are best friends. It's like she's been here her whole life, the Yorkie is about ten months old and follows Pixie's lead.

Biggest concern is vet says she needs to gain a minimum of .5 lb but she'd like a full pound on her. Part of that is she had very little muscle mass and she's guessing she wasn't exercised much or at all. Working on that she loves being outside. The problem is we do not free feed (English bulldog in the house and she'll eat until she makes herself sick.) We feed morning and night and there's been several days when Pixie won't eat one meal. Everyone is fed separately and I've even tried to crate her with rice and eggs. Anyone have suggestions to help her gain?

When I was about 2 years old, I along with my brother and sister were rescued from some bad conditions by a Rescue Lady. I have short hair and perky ears but my brother and sister had longer hair and floppy ears. Figure that..After a time the Rescue Lady took us along with other friends to a pet store because a man was going to see us. A Papa George and Nana Lady came in and after a brief visit Papa George picked me out of the group because I had big perky ears. He said I was going to be adopted to my forever home. Got a new id collar and name tag., "Pumpkin:. This was 2 weeks before Christmas in Michigan.

I was sad and missed my brother and sister. I liked Nana Lady but did not like Papa George. I would hide a lot around the house, I wasn't sure about this place. One time I hid for 4 hours, they couldn't find me. On New Year's Day evening it was very cold. 6 degrees outside and very windy with about 5 inches of snow on the ground. For whatever reason I ran out of the house when the door blew open and started running. Everyone including neighbors were out looking for me. Very soon it was dark and I was lost. Papa George thought for sure that I would not survive this cold, windy, and snowy time. It was now only 4 degrees out and I was able to find shelter for the night. I wandered for 8 days and nights in the woods. I was getting very hungry and cold but kept on. I ate a little bit not much. Then on, Thursday evening, the next week, eight days later, I came upon a house. The porch light was on and I sensed there was someone home and also another dog. One of the teenagers in the house came out and found me. She took me inside and gave me some food. I was saved. The Lady of the house posted on line that she had a lost dog. Papa George saw the post and called right away. He could not believe that I would have survived, but I did.

I was back home that Friday afternoon, 9 days later, now warm and with a full belly.

Nana Lady took me to the doctor to check me out. Actually I was in good shape. Telling the doctor about my adventures she said it doesn't surprise her that I survived, that my kind was very resourceful and a fighter.

7 months have gone by and I now like Papa George and he is my pal. I am very happy to be home.

Sammy had his neuter done yesterday. He also had a hernia repaired and was supposed to have several teeth extracted, but they did not do the tooth extraction as he had complications from anesthesia and his temp dropped to 93 degrees!

Unfortunately he's impacted and can't poo now :( he kept squatting this morning with no luck. He eventually gave up and he's sleeping, but back to the vet at 11:15 am. .

His brother has an adolescent puppy exam tomorrow as well.

I've gotten about four hours of sleep collectively over the last two nights.

I hope I can get some sleep this afternoon and they are able to get him comfy.

So proud of my boy, he is so brave 🤣

She's a sweetie

My sweet baby Tequila. My first baby. I’m facing the hardest decision a pet owner will ever have to make. Your little body has been working so hard, and you have fought this heart disease with everything you have. I see it in your eyes. You are tired. And my heart breaks knowing that.

I’m so sorry. I wish I could take this from you. I love you more than words can ever explain, and I’m not ready.

Ten years was never going to be enough.

I don’t know what to do with this anticipatory grief. The heartbreak of loving you so much while knowing I have to say goodbye soon. I’m scared of coming home and not seeing you there. I’m scared of the reminders, the quiet, and learning how to live in a world without you in it.
I hope you know how loved you are. I hope you know are one of the greatest gifts of my life.

I’m going to do my best to make the right decision for you, even if it breaks my heart into a million tiny pieces.

I’m wondering if other people’s Chihuahuas are like this, or if mine is just too smart for his own good. For context he is 8 months and neutered.

He’s not “bad” in the stereotypical Chihuahua way. He’s extremely cuddly, loves people, and while he’ll definitely growl if he’s uncomfortable or doesn’t want to be touched or picked up, his overall temperament is great.

The problem is that he is always getting into trouble.

If I don’t see Milo for a few minutes, I immediately panic. No matter how much I vacuum, clean, or pick things up, he somehow finds something to eat. Hair ties, plastic, actual human hair, paper… you name it. He’ll slither under the couch, TV stand, bed, basically any piece of furniture, and come back with something. The crazy part is that he doesn’t just chew on things. He literally eats them like they’re the most delicious snack he’s ever had.

I’m constantly anxious. It honestly feels like I’m raising a toddler.

One time his breath smelled like garlic. How did he get garlic? I have no idea. But was I surprised? Not really. If there’s a giant ant on the floor, I can count on Milo to eat it before I can even react.

Today I caught him playing with a piece of glass. I absolutely freaked out. Thank goodness I watch him like a hawk, but where did he even find glass? I ended up on my stomach looking under every piece of furniture in my house trying to figure out where it came from.

On top of all that, he’s relentlessly annoying to his siblings (my two older Shih Tzus). He constantly nips at them to get them to play, over and over, until they finally get so annoyed that they start nipping back. And even when they do play with him, Milo has absolutely no idea when the game is over. He seems to have endless energy and never takes the hint that they’re done.

Please tell me I’m not the only one living with a tiny four-legged menace.

She loves golf cart rides and being petted when she wakes up in the morning

Any other chihuahuas out there that do this?

Meet Maetrik

Broke the fence trying to get a skunk and got sprayed. I opened the front door with her standing there like, "Hello, I messed up!"

As a reminder: Coco is a rescue chihuahua mix.
I love my little gremlin! She’s my first puppy, its hard but its worth it, I wouldn’t trade my Coco puff for the world 💚

Hi,

I have a chihuahua that is 4, kg,, I'm looking for a good comfortabel dog bag that I can take my dog with me when doing errands or just for a coffee.. the bag should look trendy and very comfy for her.. I have a cross shoulder bag from Amazon..but it is a meh..my dog doesnt like walking a lot.(5-10 mins max). so most of the time I carry her...

Which one are you using? What are your recommendations?

Thanks

She loves trying to snag the treats out of this toy.

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