No, this is not a picture of my new diet plate. The food pictured is for Irritating Little Chihuahua.
She is feeling a bit better this morning. I think that waking me up repeatedly during the night was good for her appetite. She wants to eat but she is afraid of silverware. She does not want one anywhere near her, or her food.
The other day, husband went to put some chicken in her bowl and held a butter knife in one hand. Chihuahua jumped back so far, I thought she was going to fall down the stairs.
If I offer her my leftover oatmeal, yes she loves it, and use a spoon to scrape it into the bowl, she stays back three feet. If I use my hand to scrape it, she is right there in the way.
Somewhere in another life, she must have been terrorized by fork tines.
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Now that the rabbits are fighting back, irritating Chihuahua has a new quarry.
She never did this until we spent some time with my grand-dog, in Wyoming. This lab mix is a fly catcher. Chihuahua watched and has been trying to catch one ever sense. In four years, she has not caught one yet.
She will lie on the rug, which makes her feel she is hiding in another room. It is an open floor plan but the kitchen floor has flooring and the dining/front room has carpet. She lies on the rug, Spinx like, waiting for her pesky prey to fly low or land. The other day, the fly landed on her nose and she spit and shook her nose for fifteen minutes. Suddenly, she charges.
Nails drag across the floor as she slides in for the kill.
When she returns with her prey,
it is chicken from her dish.
She has yet to capture a fly. I think that would be hilarious because I doubt she would like the feel or taste of it in her mouth; unless it tastes like chicken. Doesn’t everything that isn’t pork or beef taste like chicken?
Here is her other prey; her favorite Taco Belle Dog
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