Saturday, February 7, 2015

The Adoption of Javier the Chihuahua

 
One day in January my husband says that we need to adopt a dog. I took him at face value, fully expecting that the next day we would not go to the animal shelter to find a dog. I found myself walking among rows of windows looking at dogs the very next day. It was quickly determined that something small and not hyper would be the best fit. I had the biggest say in the type of dog since I will be the primary care giver.

We spotted this little Chihuahua that was just being placed into a cage. They brought him out to us and we decided he should come home with us. We had to wait exactly one week and one day to bring him home. My son and I were the most excited about bringing this little guy home.

 
As soon as I knew for sure that we would be adopting Javier I headed to the store to buy a few things for him. We actually waited on the dog food and bowl until the morning of the day we would be picking him up.
 
 
The actual afternoon that I picked him up, I had to bring him home and leave him all alone because my son had an appointment. I felt really bad about that, but I had his stuff all laid out for him. He seemed really happy about the food and water and didn't really notice when I left. My husband came home from work early that day, so it worked out. When I came home I found our little Javier sleeping on the couch with my husband. By the second day we had him, he had found his favorite place to sleep, which is on my daughter's toddler bed.
 
 
This is what Javier does the most, lay on the couch. If he isn't on the couch he is on his little bed, or hiding under my bed. At night he is sleeping with my daughter. The funny part of that is, my daughter chases him all day long. She is finally after two weeks petting him softer. I still have to watch her because she likes to hold his feet to hard, pull his tail, and hold him too tight. I really don't let her pick him up. All day long I am shooing her away from him when she isn't using nice hands to pet him. Our son loves this little guy. He likes to sit and pet him. Javier will often sit on the couch next to my son while my son is playing his game. It is really sweet how much he loves the little guy. My daughter calls him baby, and she gets so sad when he runs away from her. Maybe a year from now they can be friends all of the time.
 
 
It has been cold in the mornings, and he isn't too keen on being outside in the cold. I make him go outside multiple times a day. This is one of the times I had him outside. He will run out into the grass and do his business and run as fast as he can to get back in the house. He doesn't bark. My husband has heard him bark twice. I think he barked at me one night when I had my back to him. He came house trained. He is very well behaved. Our little guy even tries to avoid hard dog food preferring instead the mushy stuff. The Veterinarian told us that was really bad for his teeth, so we have been finding creative ways to get him to eat the hard dog food.
 
 
This is him trying to catch a break from my daughter. As you can tell he is less than amused with her attention and affection. I am fairly certain that he puts up with her only because he doesn't want to end up alone at the shelter. He does like to cuddle. One day my daughter will figure that out. He doesn't bite her or growl at her. I whisper in his cute puppy ears that he should at least nip at her. Maybe some tough love will straighten her out.
 
 
I think he looks so cute with his ears perked up. I grabbed the camera to get a picture of him, but then he laid them down. He makes the cutest mad faces, but there is no anger in them. He is very calm. I have never met another Chihuahua like him.
 
 
He likes to be in the kitchen when I cook, and he was standing there so still and cute but he didn't want his picture taken. He seems to like people food, but we are only giving him just itsy bitsy bites. Mostly he eats the hotdogs that Nena doesn't eat. He also likes it when the kids let him lick their forks or throw food at him.
 
 
This is our little Javier. I am sure you will see and hear a lot more about him.
 
 
 
The Lord is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him. Psalm 103:13
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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