I have called the vet four times this week rescheduling Piper's yearly appointment. I just can't seem to get motivated, but today's the day. I called this morning and rescheduled for 5:00pm.
Piper is my 6 pound chihuahua. I call her my 6 pound chihuahua because that is her ideal weight and what she has normally weighed over the years. According to my daughter she is evidently not looking even close to her 6 pound moniker. I can't see it though, maybe I'm just too close to her. My daughter's exact comment was, "Piper is fat. Her head doesn't even fit her body." My twenty year-old niece, when she was four said to my mother, "Maw Maw your not fat you're just a little large" and that's how I feel about Piper. Piper is just a "little large". I will admit, however, after careful consideration that I maaay have to cut back on her food a wee bit tonight. O.K. maybe a little more than a "wee bit".
For anyone who doesn't know Piper she understands English, tells on herself and gets Inka into trouble. When Inka barks to get my attention. I can usually tell exactly what Piper is saying in the background. It goes like this, "Tell her Inka... tell her again". Inka does the barking while sweet little Piper just lays there acting innocent. She may have others fooled, but not me. I call her my "stuffed animal". Give her a place to sleep and she is happy and contented.