No, it's my step-brother's. He has about six of them and carries them around in a bike messenger bag wherever her goes. But only two of the chihauhuas were able to come to visit for Thanksgiving. And not in a messenger bag.
Aw, I've got one. (Who also wears sweaters. Heh.) I had no desire for a tiny dog, but as the typical story goes, I just fell in love with him and couldn't resist...
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omg!omg! soooooooo cute. is s/he yours?? me likey.
No, it's my step-brother's. He has about six of them and carries them around in a bike messenger bag wherever her goes. But only two of the chihauhuas were able to come to visit for Thanksgiving. And not in a messenger bag.
Dogs are to be wrestled with. Purses are for cough drops.
There. I said it.
While I tend to agree with Tash on this particular subject I can't help but smile when I look at this picture!
Interesting..."smile" is not something I did when I saw this picture.
Monica H: Uh, you're not fond of pink, perhaps?
That dog looks like it had made the acquaintance of the farmer and the bishop...
So I take it it all went down better than last time then?
Also, I'm with Tash.
Those dogs make me twitch. My in-laws had one, my SIL still does. They are always aquiver.
Give me a cat, any day.
Aw, I've got one. (Who also wears sweaters. Heh.) I had no desire for a tiny dog, but as the typical story goes, I just fell in love with him and couldn't resist...
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