My Chihuahua

I had a red chihuahua named Pitti-Pat.

I just wanted to go on the record about that. I am not unbiased. She was mine for twelve too-short years, and I still miss her. She was red the color of Irish setters, and I’ve never seen another like her. I don’t believe in buying dogs any more and only rescue them but if I ever found a red one like Pitti-Pat, I’d be sorely tempted.

And now, the reason for this post, which is not really about my chihuahua, but about another chihuahua.

Oh wait. The other thing is, I have always said that it’s a good thing that chihuahuas are small, because if they were the size of Great Danes you’d have to shoot them on sight.

And now.

Meet Zoey:

 

Zoey is a Chihuahua, but when a rattlesnake lunged at her owners’ 1-year-old grandson, she was a real bulldog.

Booker West was splashing his hands in a birdbath in his grandparents’ northern Colorado back yard when the snake slithered up to the toddler, rattled and struck. Five-pound Zoey jumped in the way and took the bites.

“She got in between Booker and the snake, and that’s when I heard her yipe,” said Monty Long, the boy’s grandfather.

The dog required treatment and for a time it appeared she might not survive. Now she prances about.

“These little bitty dogs, they just don’t really get credit,” Booker’s grandma Denise Long told the Loveland Daily Reporter-Herald.

Via ABC News.

Somewhere I have a picture of Pitti-Pat.

I want to find that picture.

I’ll always miss her.

But boy, chihuahuas rock.