Carino and Pepito continue to be joys in our lives. Carino, now at 13 pounds, continues to be the trickster. He probably should have been named Loki. His long legs enable him to jump up and grab things out of the trash. He has stolen shoes and chewed on them—always on the heel part. He steals clothes I have laid out, and when I get out of the shower, I find the two of them playing tug of war with my underwear. They are good about using their potty pads but still won’t let me know when they need to go out,
When days are warm outside like today, I take them out into the back yard where they explore endlessly but always check occasionally to see if I am sitting in my lawn chair. I would NEVER leave them unsupervised even though our fence is secure.
Our house is cool in the evenings because we have lots of windows and tile floors. They will curl up together in a little round bed near my sewing machine while I work on quilts.
The biggest Christmas news and my best gift is that the boys will soon have a little brother. At 8 weeks old and 1.2 pounds as of yesterday, tiny Choya’s Winter Storm Diego will join us on New Year’s Eve. Ronda Aycock of Choya’s Chihuahuas texted me today and ask if she might gift me with this little one. Because he is so fragile, she and her husband want him to go to a home where he will receive special care and protection. I was stunned at this Christmas miracle. I thought my husband would object, but he said without hesitation, “Okay. Of course. Go get him!” But of course, we have to wait a bit while he nurses a week longer and Ronda and family get back from a holiday weekend in Louisiana. That will give me time to sort out on my mind daily routines. I feel extraordinarily blessed. I actually fell in love with this little guy when Rhonda first started showing pictures on Facebook of him and his litter mates. It’s strange how things work out. I call it a God-thing. I have a strong feeling that 2019 is going to be a very good year indeed.
