Yep, I've got an ear worm. A jingle in my brain that won't go away and it's all because I began playing on a dog - forum. Why can't I get chihuahuas out of my brain? I'm a sensible person. I have a sensible job and I do sensible things and I help people in a sort of sensible way. I'm a sensible person and I like terriers. My lovely Maxi was a Patterdale, my beloved Meggie was a Border cross, so why the infatuation with chihuahuas? I've never liked them. Short, stocky, snarly things with big foreheads and a defensive attitude. No, I'm not describing me, I'm describing the chihuahua.
Isn't there a saying that dogs are like their owners?
Maybe I've just discovered why I'm fascinated by the chihuahua.
The dog longing is all Nala's fault and she's a cat. Nala slipped quietly over the garden fence today and slinked around my feet whilst I was sneaking a bite of cake. Nala is black and kitten sized with the most beautiful bright green eyes. For the first time ever she let me stroke her and it was lovely. In an instant my hands remembered stroking my own pets and the instant de - stress effect that it has. As Nala went quietly back to her own garden I sent her a silent 'thank you', and somehow I didn't need the cake no more.
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