Posted on 08/14/2022 11:56:33 AM PDT by DallasBiff
Try not to laugh at the world's craziest dog breed - chihuahuas. We know you'll #laugh at these tiny little dogs.
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I love dogs, but I’d only get a chihuahua if I could no longer afford a normal dog
LOL - that video is how I picture the lil’ tough-talking keyboard warrior FReepers.
“Candygram!”
Chihuahuas are smart, loving, loyal and have huge personalities. Ours rules the neighborhood. Her street name is D-Dog. 😆
Pack mentality alpha wolf theory remains.
My daughter had one that wasnt afraid of man nor beast.
Twas a female and it was very quick on its feet.
If it didnt want to be caught there was no catching it.
Big dogs went after it and it would evade them and reverse the situation.
Insteadvof being bit on the @$$ it would be biting the other on the @$$
Not to far off.
Guarantee Tory was the pack leader. Had trouble housebreaking a Cairn Terrier and brought in a dog psychologist. She suggested domination exercises. I lost.
Chihuahuas are unique for a canine.
Everything is reversed.
The Chihuahua has an alligator mouth attached to a hummingbird’s ass.
5.56mm
Have taken the leash of alpha dogs from their owner and demonstrated what alpha behavior looks like. I only do this on one condition and that is that the dog had never displayed aggressiveness, either offensive, or defensive. My guarantee...”if you’ll trust me for five minutes with your dog, on his leash, right in front of you and you are to say nothing during the process, I’ll bring back your dog with a COMPLETELY different personally, because I will demonstrate my alpha status and imprint this on your dog.”
Every time, it is successful.
When I come back to them, the dog is unharmed and almost always prefers to be beside me rather than return to the owner, two feet away. When I’m done, the dog will lay down beside me stare at me and not move as I drop the leash on the ground. I can walk around the dog and it will watch me as I walk around it staring at me, completely oblivious to its owners.
I’ve run into these “furry students”years later and the behavior remains toward me. They remember, even if the owners fall back to their beta roles, which they most often do.
It’s astounding. Not because I’m special, or super smart, or a dog whisperer (though I might be), but because the behavior is simple pack behavior. Once your alpha status is displayed to the dog, it responds as expected.
Studied this when had a chow chow and before “adopted” a guard dog/mountain dog puppy which I knew would grow to over 100 pounds, with 1200psi bite force. I had to learn to imprint and maintain my alpha status very fast.
Cesar Milan has EXCELLENT videos. I learned from him. He walks with twenty or so dogs,off leash and NONE of his dogs walk ahead of him. They all follow him. He imprints his alpha role very well.
Kindly check out his videos!
thank you for the tip :)
The average Hispanic neighborhood has two types of dogs…pit bulls and chihuahuas. I would be more afraid of the chihuahuas.
I’ll take a pit bull over a chihuhua any day.
You are a walking miracle! I’ve heard of him. The problem is that I’M a beta. Horses shove me into fences. One of my memories of my first wolfhound, Corie, was when I took him to a forest preserve and he REALLY wanted out of the car. He leaped over me but, luckily, I still had his leash. So I’m upside down on the ground with my feet still under the pedals while lapdog Corie tries to get to the woman backing away so that he can lick her all over as he did his persian kitten. And I’m saying to the lady, “You’re not afraid of dogs, are you?”
I took in a rescue Bichon that I didn’t know was there for biting. I used to try to dominate my Cairn by going nose to nose to him. Which is how I got stiches in my lip from the Bichon. I was bitten once more and husband once before we got him emotionally dependent. I still remember my joy when the vet announced that he had become a happy dog. When we lost him, I finally realized that I was the one that had become emotionally dependent in making him that happy dog.
With that being said, they are a popular bait when trolling for Muskies here in Lake St. Clair.......
Put a little flotation device on them and start the slow troll......
They are just a furry piranha.
Good job
What a wonderful post, Mairdie!
I laughed and then I had tears in my eyes at the end.
Your dog was blessed to have you.
Ah, memories. Those things that keep you going. Corie, the wolfhound, was another emotional dependent. He shared the king sized bed with husband and I and we all barely fit. The danger was that he never looked where he was collapsing. It was your responsibility to get out from under.
He had generalized Demodectic mange and we had to scrub him down with a tuffy every day, then take him to bed wrapped in a towel and blanket until he stopped shivering. The dining room wall paper was covered with the tiny brown spots from the blood dripping off his ever-wagging tail. After going thru several local vets, we finally went to the vet college, where we were told they’d been waiting for us since every pup in the litter had been there. FINALLY, he was cured.
But a month later he got his paw caught on some wire, which left his skin sagging around his ankle, and we rushed him to an emergency vet. Wolfhounds are different than other dogs because they have a different fat/muscle ratio. This young vet didn’t understand that and was obviously shocked at his size when we brought him in. Corie’s back was at the height of a doorknob and he stood much taller than me. He gave him a massive dose of tranquilizer that killed him. He didn’t realize that he could have stitched that dog up with no drug, he was so pain-insensitive and gentle.
It’s been 40 years and I’ve really never recovered. It hurt when we changed the wallpaper and lost the last trace of that wonderful dog.
But the memories! How he’d wait in the passenger seat until I was going 60 mph to stretch out in my lap and knock the car out of gear. The weight of his head, larger than mine, on my shoulder when I’d get him to stay in the backseat. His desperate need to do his business in snow and the frantic search for the last bits of snow as spring approached.
We currently serve a Havanese and a Bichon.
Rory’s World - Joseph Blanchard - Catnip Caper
https://youtu.be/7XHQVw-hWx8
Great video, Mairdie! Thank you so much.
Had to break out more Kleenex reading your last post.
We all know when we take in a new member of the family that we will either live to see them go or we will go before them. It’s a hard thing, but love wins out every time. Your pets have been blessed to have had you.
(Kind of ticked off too early in the morning regarding the pain killer and the vet.)
My current dog is a mix of English Springer and Labrador. Got him from our local pound. At 27 pounds, I was told he was fully grown. He’s now 75+ pounds and even though he’s gotten a bit older, he’s still mostly muscle. Don’t know what I’d do without him. He looks a bit intimidating but he’s just a gentle pup in reality. One of the smartest dogs I’ve ever had, and he was so very easy to train.
Over the past couple of years, I’ve ended up with four cats. They were all desperate little kitties when I got them. One I found in my trash can who couldn’t get out. The other three came as a package deal, found by my neighbor all alone.
I never wanted cats, but now I’m in love with them too!
Heck, I found a little frog in a plant of mine a couple of winters ago. Didn’t have the heart to throw the little guy out, so I kept him all winter. Made him a little bed of straw and little water bowl. (I am laughing as I know how pathetic this sounds!)
Anyway, Mairdie, may God bless you for your good heart!
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