I’ve done a really terrible job at maintaining any kind of consistency with Chuleta’s bucket list, but I hope that in the very near future I will be able to do more fun things with her. Work is set to quiet down and the temperature should begin rising above zero, soon, which is the perfect recipe for adventure. For now, I’m happy to report that not only is she maintaining her weight, but she shows no signs of cancer, whatsoever.
Friday night, I worked late, and came home to this:
My sister discovered a few too-small dog sweaters and made Chihuahua wear one.
For as long as I can remember, Chuleta has vehemently refused to wear any type of clothing. I never wanted to be a pet parent who forced her dog to dress-up, but she is a Chihuahua and it gets cold in New York, so she owns exactly one sweater and one “winter” coat intended only to thwart the cold. (I do also buy her Halloween costumes, which are definitely more for my amusement than for her benefit, but I justify my forcing these things on her because it is only once each year!)
Until last week, forcing a sweater on Chuleta without the promise of a car ride would result in her becoming frozen, like a statue, and falling to her side like a fainting goat. On Friday, clad in a neon yellow turtleneck, she was frolicking around like a puppy. The only conclusion I can come to is that, although she has blankets and beds in warm corners of the house for her to snuggle in, she was still feeling cold. It breaks my heart to know that I never recognized how cold she was. I’m just super glad to know that she is running around like a puppy, now. She is even stealing pig ears and chewies from her cousin-dog, Eleanor, and hoarding them in her bed. She hasn’t taken it off!