DOn't get me wrong, I love dogs. I love their loyalty, and their eagerness and their affection. But chihuahuas are grotesque. They look like little gremlins, and when I see one, I have this horrible urge to tread on it, as if it's some sort of vermin. I am not normally violent, and this compulsion worries me.
Plus, chihuahua owners treat them as if they're babies, dressing them up in foul little outfits and talking to them in gaga language. So, perhaps it's not the poor little dog's fault, but their owners who should be trodden on.
About Me
- sandra stopford (nee Hartley)
- Spent the last 3 years trying to perfect my books and everytime I look at them, I spy more flaws. So I guess I'm on a hiding to nothing. But hopefully having an 'MA' after my name might get my brain in gear and impel me to write that elusive best seller.
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