Stray dog
Stray dog
Originally uploaded by newfern So I woke up this morning to my dog, Byron, throwing fits. I figured, I've been getting up early this week for gym, maybe he's used to it now and really has to potty.
But when I get downstairs, what do I see? A teeny stray dog sitting on my back porch like he owns the place... in my fenced yard! Byron goes out and greets him, but the newcomer is shy, terrified and shaking as only chihuahuas do. He alternates between whining and growling at me, but soon ignores Byron as safe.
After about 30 minutes, I got him to take a treat off my knee (sitting Indian style). But we haven't been able to touch him yet. He's been fed and watered and he's currently passed out in a ball on the porch.
He seems ok except for being filthy, having 2 inch long claws on a 4 inch high body... ok he's maybe 7 inches at the shoulder. If he wasn't a blatant corgi-chi (my two most hated breeds), I'd consider keeping him. Then again, he got in somehow, he'll probably leave the same way.