Never Lonely

And of course, being sans puppy didn't last near long enough.

On the way to the pet store for food, we came across puppies.  Lots of puppies.  Itzl zeroed in on the Chihuahua ones and I honestly was going to leave without any.

But we came home with a little Chihuahua girl, her fur marked like a field bunny's with a white star between her shoulders and a comet blazing between her ears. Her face is a much paler brown with a dark brown heart placed between her eyes with the bottom point at her nose.  It makes her look remarkably like a baby monkey from certain angles.

We named her XocotlTochtli (grammatically bad Nahuatl for  "star rabbit")  -  Xoco for short

She actually is the age the old woman claimed she was - 8 weeks, fully weaned, and apparently healthy.  I'm taking her to the vet shortly for her second set of puppy shots. I have her vaccination record and her real birth date, which is more than I've ever gotten with most of the critters that find their way to this house.  If the vet gives her a clean bill of health, it will be the first time I've ever taken in a critter who only needed a home.

And Itzl adores her, except when she's being obnoxious puppy.  They've played a bit together and slept near one another and act like they've been together since Xoco was born.  She's not going to be trained as a service dog since I only need one -and that's Itzl. She'll just be a pet, a household guardian.