Fur children

Exactly why do we call them pets?  Sometimes they should be called "pests"!  But as one's children grow, mature, and start lives of their own, we humans seem to adopt and anthropomorphize our pets, specifically dogs, into fur children.

We are no exception.  We have three Chihuahuas that we have rescued and each has their own story.

Chica was lost.  She was about 3 pounds and about 18 months old.  I was working in the yard, and she came out of the hedge looking for food, love, and care.  She has definitely found all that and more.

Bonita was rescued by Treasured Friends.  A lady I worked with, Karin, was active with that group.  Bonita was found at the bottom of a large crate with three large dogs.  The crate had been dropped on the steps of the Mansfield animal shelter during the night.  She had heartworms, a skin bacterial infection (and no hair on her body), and who knows what else.   She was 30 minutes from euthanasia when Karin picked her up.  With excellent care, she was nursed back to health.  Karin thought of us as the best home for Bonita.

We got Bootsie from the funeral home in Enid, OK after Maureen's father passed.  Maxwell, one of the funeral directors, had rescued a medium-sized dog and Bootsie when a lady passed away.  When Maxwell saw our other Chihuahuas, he knew he had found a good home for the Boots.  And let it be known, Bootsie is a character!