We had a bit of a scare last week. Apparently, Kirby, our chihuahua, developed a tumor. It’s strange for a dog so young to get tumors so we were a bit worried. Our wonderful vet removed the tumor and it was sent in for a biopsy. It looks like the growth was benign, perhaps caused by something small that was lodged in his skin like a grass seed.
So, now he’s fine. All is well.
Honestly, I never thought I’d own a chihuahua. In the past every one I’d run into was usually the scrappiest, nippy, yipping type of mutt I really didn’t like… but somehow, we ended up with one of the sweetest docile pups. It probably helped that we really tried to socialize him with all sorts of people including children from the time he was very young. The photo below was taken when he was about three months old, and yes, I did make his sweater. That’s the greatest thing about owning tiny dogs…. you can knit their sweaters from odds and ends or orphan skeins.