just a little more
27-Dec-05
you know….its really quite amazing how much space a little 6lb dog took up around here. now its oddly quiet. oddly empty.
still.
we were lucky to have had her here. i’m glad we took in that old sickly furious dog - a stray from the pound - with nails painted bright red and a cough that sounded like she’s been smoking pal mals since she was a teen.
everybody loved to make up stories about her. how she was a hooker from the bronks or how she must have lived with an old drag queen who died…
she took to the bustier of our friends first. we finally were able to lull her to sleep those first few days in the bosom of maria. we never did find a name that she would answer to, so we just called her what she was. little.
she found a home in adam’s lap. she was his special girl. when he was going through his hard time, little was right there. she was the only one that didn’t seem to make every poor in his body hurt. it was his idea to get a chihuahua. we’d have 14 of them plus sammy and girlie if we could. adam loved little from the second she came through the door, all terrified and hungry.
the itty bitty titty commity (as she was sometimes called) loved to go places. she didn’t love to walk, but she LOVED to be carried around in a bag. she was a great shopper. she also loved to eat. i watched her eat a WHOLE bananna peel once. if you didn’t give her some of whatever it was you were eating she would become FURIOUS and bark untill she got her way.
little always got her way.
thankyou thankyou thankyou my littlest girl! you are the best little girl in the whole little world….
