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Profile: In 1990, I moved from New Jersey to New York City. I was terribly homesick and lonely for a dog. I had a dog growing up and when I went off to college, it didn't seem fair to have a dog in an apartment. And a cat seemed like the most likely pet for someone that loved animals but didn't have the space to accommodate a dog. When I made the decision to get a dog, I thought back to the time in 1967 when my Dad and me drove cross country, from Philadelphia to California. Along the way we stopped at a motel in Arizona and met a woman that had several chihuahuas, when we checked in all the chiwas ran up to me and begged for my touch and attention. I was smitten to the core. At the time I had a little dog named Tiny, she was 1/2 fox terrier and 1/2 manchester terrier. But she was very old, about 19 at that time, and didn't care much for all the attention that a 7year old needed from day to day. But I loved her all the same even if she didn't care for my constant kisses and attention. When we checked out the lady at the motel had an older chihuahua in her arms, it was tan and white and looked like it was not in very good health. The lady approached my Dad and said, "Mister, I would like to give your little daughter this dog." My eyes were wide with anticipation and absolutely sure that my DAD would say YES! We would love to have the dog,but my DAD said NO! He explained that we had an older dog and we were traveling and the conditions were not right for a dog. I was crushed to say the least. I sat in the car and brooded for hours. So when I decided to get a dog, many, many years later, it had to be a chihuahua. I had to bring closure to that day in 1967, yes, I am a chihuahua owner and there is no better choice for love, affection, and loyalty. Now, I have three, Pealie, Pierre and Chico. But they were not my first, my first was Pia. She was the one I chose that day long ago in 1990. She was black and white, with huge ears and an intellegence that I have yet to match. She was the perfect dog for my husband and me for 15 years. We miss her very much. We were terribly hearbroken when she passed suddenly from heart failure. We wanted to honor her memory and decided to adopt a Katrina rescue with many health problems his name is Chico and we adore him. He is the tan and white pup, just like the one the lady was holding all those days ago.
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