My son used to have a miniature Chihuahua. She was the cutest dog. He gave her to our neighbor across the street and every time they were outside and she saw either my son or me, she came running over across to us wagging her tail. Unfortunately they moved to Alabama and took her with them. He got a job there. My son was disappointed and said to me if he had known that he would have kept her.
——a miniature Chihuahua-—
Ahhh..... I’m sure that’s what they have. It is so small, it gets lost on the uncut grass.