Isabel is a very complex Chihuahua. I could write a book on the complexities of Isabel.
I was working on the computer yesterday morning when I noticed Isabel pouting in the corner. Yes, she pouts. Being the compassionate dog mom that I am, I went over to her to see what was wrong.
She bounced up, pranced to the door and back to me. This means, “I want you to follow me, Mom. Now.”
“Okay, Isabel. What do you want? Show me,” I asked her.
She continued to prance down the hall turning circles. These weren’t just any ordinary circles; these were air circles. Every couple of steps or so, Isabel would jump, turn a circle in the air and land. Then she’d prance a few more steps and make another air circle.
Whatever it was she wanted, she wanted it desperately and immediately. She’s been known to be a little demanding. Just a tad.
We reached the living room, and she stopped at her food bowls. I know most people keep their dogs’ food in the kitchen. Not us. Isabel won’t eat if the bowl isn’t on carpet. She’s complex.
We have two dogs, so we have two dog bowls in case they don’t fee like sharing. One bowl is your standard beige bowl. The other is hot pink and says Princess in the bottom. This has been Isabel’s bowl since she was a puppy.
She looks at the pink bowl, looks at me, looks at the pink bowl, turns a circle, looks at me.
The beige bowl was full and the water bowl was full. The pink bowl, however, was empty.
Isabel wanted food in the pink bowl. She’s complex.
How do I know she wanted food in the pink bowl? Well, I could go into the relationship between a Chihuahua and her owner, which is also very complex, or I could give you the short version.
You want the short version? Okay.
When I put food in the pink bowl, she immediately started eating. The end.