Nearly two years ago, my old dog died and I decided I needed something to fill the pooch-shaped hole in my life. I had only ever taken in adult rescue dogs, all of whom had been your standard mutts of medium size.
Sometimes I waltz around my bedroom with Mort in my arms, singing into his furry face, breaking only to kiss his teeny nose. Mort will bounce around the local fields for an hour and still have energy for a cat chase round the living room when we get home. New owners learn very quickly to pat down any soft furnishings before sitting, for fear of squishing a sleeping idiot.
Every chihuahua owner has, at some point, pondered how they would perform the Heimlich manoeuvre on such a minuscule creature. MORE : 8 things people wrongly assume when you tell them you have a horse. The Fix The daily lifestyle from Metro.
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