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Dec. 3rd, 2018 08:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The shelter let me know yesterday that they got an appointment for Rufus with a neurologist today. Danae and I drove out last night to drop him off at the shelter so they can take him in tomorrow. I really wish I could be with him. If I could have, I would scheduled a day off since I have to work Saturday anyway. It just makes me sad to think about him feeling very scared with no one familiar around. He was shaking in the kennel when I left him; it's hard to leave a dog in that state when he trusts you and cares for you.
I still don't really want to own a Chihuahua long-term, but I'm feeling more of a connection with him as time goes. He's been getting a bit more snuggly, and I've been giving him more attention too.
He continues to bark at and chase our cat. And bark at noises in the hall. And bark at and chase people in the elevator and lobby, people outside the building, and cars going by on the street. It really makes me crazy sometimes. He still pees in the condo when he can, too. I've had to keep him on leash and under supervision the whole time I'm around, and yesterday he got away from my sight for a few minutes and promptly peed on a bag of recycling in the kitchen. "Why do you do that!?" I yelled in a moment of frustration from above the puddle as he looked at me. I think he knows we don't want him to, but he does it anyway. He's a stubborn, headstrong little thing.
When he's not fiercely asserting his sovereignty though, he can be truly sweet. I really missed his presence in bed last night, burrowed under the blankets and curled up against my leg. I miss him today, too, even though I'd be away from at work right now anyway. I hope good information is gained by the doggie brain doctor.
I still don't really want to own a Chihuahua long-term, but I'm feeling more of a connection with him as time goes. He's been getting a bit more snuggly, and I've been giving him more attention too.
He continues to bark at and chase our cat. And bark at noises in the hall. And bark at and chase people in the elevator and lobby, people outside the building, and cars going by on the street. It really makes me crazy sometimes. He still pees in the condo when he can, too. I've had to keep him on leash and under supervision the whole time I'm around, and yesterday he got away from my sight for a few minutes and promptly peed on a bag of recycling in the kitchen. "Why do you do that!?" I yelled in a moment of frustration from above the puddle as he looked at me. I think he knows we don't want him to, but he does it anyway. He's a stubborn, headstrong little thing.
When he's not fiercely asserting his sovereignty though, he can be truly sweet. I really missed his presence in bed last night, burrowed under the blankets and curled up against my leg. I miss him today, too, even though I'd be away from at work right now anyway. I hope good information is gained by the doggie brain doctor.