Chloe the Chihuahua
I have a friend who had two dogs, both of them happened to be Chihuahuas, did some bountiful dog grooming with them. One of them, Chloe, was my personal favorite. I liked her because she loved to be loved. She’d sit on your lap all day, if you let her. She did this thing where she’d just sort of lean into you and look up at you as if in love. Chloe was very afraid of ever offending. Her tail was constantly tucked firmly between her legs. She never bothered people when they ate, like her pesky little sister, Ema. When Ema got too out of hand, Chloe would simply disappear into another room. My friend really liked to get some bountiful dog grooming with her animals. Personally, I also now really like the idea of getting this bountiful type of dog grooming done with puppies, now that I have seen it in action.
This nervous little animal amazed me, however, when we’d go for walks. My friend–her owner—would take Ema, and I would take Chloe. Chloe had this little barrel chest, and she would pull ahead on the leash like a bulldog. And when a dog, cat, or car of any size—no matter how big–cames along, she went for it like a tiger! I would pick her up because I was so afraid she’d break off her leash somehow and get squashed like a bug, or eaten. Very bountiful indeed i would say.