Foxxie Lady

                    I recently had the pleasure of using a phrase that makes my inlaw's blood run cold:

Now you all know about my little dog Taicie. She was born 7 years ago April,  in Arkansas, and Seth and I have been her family since she was 6 weeks old. 

 Taicie is my driving buddy.

She has nursed kittens.

She is Caden's buddy.

She is VERY well behaved.

She is my sleepin buddy.

She always makes me laugh.

And while my inlaws don't really get it... She is our family.

Taicie's one flaw is that she doesn't like other dogs. 
At all.
When we have another dog living with us Taicie will stop eating, she will also ignore the other dog. 
Taicie's ignoring skills are unmatched!!
I have seen her being humped by a dog, and she still sat there pretending he didn't exist.
No joke.
Anywho... Before Xmas a friend of mine told me about a chihuahua who was being abused by her owners. Apparently they had found this dog somewhere, pregnant, and they took her in. 
They sold the babies, but then wanted nothing to do with the mom. 
They didn't have the time to spend with her, and they got mad if she messed in the house (even though they wouldn't let her out.) So eventually she was locked outside. No dog house, no blanket, just a little dog alone in the cold. My friend's husband worked with the people and told his wife when the people said they were going to put her down so that they could leave for Xmas vacation to Disney Land, and not have to deal with her. Oh... and we are not talking about humanely euthanizing either. 
Anywho I wasn't able to get to the dog before Xmas, and we didn't hear anything about her for awhile.
I assumed the worst.
But I felt it was better she was gone then still in a miserable life.
A few weeks ago my friend told me the dog was still alive and they wanted her gone ASAP. So I spoke to my teachers, who are all Chihuahua lovers, and they told me to get her, bring her to school, and they would find her a good home.
So I did.

The first night she was here, she was a wreck. 
She scratched at the doors, she whined, and she was very scared of us!
I pulled down the leash to take her out to potty and she hid crying in a corner.
It broke my heart.
I took her to school the next day but my teacher's weren't able to take her. she came to school with me most of the week, even sitting on my lap during a class. 
Eventually I decided to leave her at home, to put less stress on her, and just waited for my teachers to tell me when they could take her.
They tried to get a rescue group to take her, but we could never connect.

We got to the point where Foxxie
 (Oh ya... her name was Peaches when we got her. EW! So we named her Foxxie Lady.)
was sleeping between Seth and I every night in bed. She spent all afternoon on Seth's lap while I was at school. And she would jump up excited the second we walked in the door.
One of the BIGGEST shocks... was from Taicie.
Taicie loves Foxxie.
They sleep together, play together, and share food.
While Taicie will get a moment or two of jealousy... It passes quickly.

When Seth said 
"I'm really pissed off to be falling in love with this dog."
I knew we had to do something.
So I went and spoke with my teacher.
I explained to Ms. L that we were reaching the point that it would be hard for us to give her up.
She said I just needed to keep her.
Our main concern is that we don't have the money to pay for her shots and to get her spayed. 
So my teacher agreed to talk to the School's Vet to see if the school can do it. 
(It will more than likely be done by us students. Which is typical and wonderful, since it is practice for our jobs to come!)

So now we have a new addition to our family.
Foxxie is thriving with us.
She is such a happy little girl! She snuggles with everyone, "owns" the house, does tricks for treats, loves to chase Caden around the house and be chased by him, and has made our lives much happier.
I can't imagine life without her now.
I took this picture ^^^ as I type this post.

I wasn't looking for a new pet. (Unless it was a ferret.)
And I know I have to be careful because I could be a serious animal hoarder.
(Except that my neat freak tendencies would probly kick in and kill me.)
But I am reaching a point in my life where I am coming to grips with the fact that I will never have another baby. Caden is my one and only child. Which means I will never have the little girl I always wanted. 
Even though I have days where that thought will bring tears to my eyes... It doesn't hurt near as bad now that I have my two little girls with me.

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