Let's start with my fear of dogs. All my life I was terrified of the barking and the teeth and the jumping! I did not like little dogs, but especially not big dogs. When I met Grant in high school and started hanging around him, he insisted I meet his dog. Grant's dog was his best friend and the one he loved most. He made a big production out of having me meet "Christopher". We walked to his house (literally right next to the school) and he had me wait outside while he got the dog. Out came Chris, the Great Dane who met me eye to eye since I was standing on the lawn and he was on the porch. "Give him a kiss" Grant told me. I declined. This was the biggest dog I had ever seen. He weighed close to 200 pounds. This crush was not going to work out.
Over time Grant and I obviously formed a relationship, but there was no having that relationship without having Chris in my life. Slowly I would talk to Chris or sit and watch him. He was very gentle and kind. I would sometime rub his face and talk to him like he was getting a world class massage. It is safe to say that I fell in love with Christopher right along with Grant. Christopher was old and unfortunately passed away in early 2010. He was close to 10 years old. Tanzie never got to meet him, but I know she would have loved him and he would have loved her. He was always really good with small dogs.
Growing up we were rarely allowed pets. If we had a pet it was usually an outside pet. So as soon as I was out on my own I wanted a pet. I started out by getting a random bunny that kind of fell into my lap. But the bunny didn't want to be cuddles or played with really. The only fun thing to do was watch her hop around or eat carrots. I kept her for a few years. We actually just found her a new home last month with another bunny to play with and children.
|Tanzie around a week old.|
On September 12th, 2010 the tubby little chihuahua went into labor! As they were born we named them. Overall there were 4 puppies, one boy. I could have my pick. Tanzie was the only little black and tan dog. Not the color I had wanted at all, but you cannot help who you fall in love with. My little Tanzie was the 3rd born and she was a girl. It was meant to be. I loved on her every day and could not wait until October 31st when I could take her home.
|4 little babies, can you tell which one is Tanzie?|
|Tanzie, just over a month old|
I would not have picked a chihuahua on my own, it just happened that is what I got and I am in love completely. While she tends to be slightly more attached to Grant since we got a second dog, I know she loves me as much as I love her. I never knew having dogs was so great.
|Just before getting to bring Tanzie home.|
Tanzania May Marchetta. Named after a Hilary Duff character in "Material Girls", 3.5 pounds, loves Cheetos, loves to lay in the sun, her ears get droopy when she is tired, where there is a blanket to get under she will be there, the sweetest smallest thing you cannot help but love, and 2 years old today.
I hear that dogs take too much time and attention. I have never felt negativity about Tanzie being around. She doesn't stop me from doing what I want to do, and naturally you just adapt to having a dog around and it doesn't seem like work at all.