I'm new to the forum, and thought I'd introduce my chinnies.
Angel is 2 1/2 years old. I've had her since she was 12 weeks. As a baby, she was a very sweet, mellow chin who loves 'scritchies" and snuggles. As she aged, however, she became a little bit of a brat. After she hit a year, I put her in with Lucifer(rip). She then became a huge brat. She would throw food, bedding, and poo out of the cage whenever Lucifer would be out and on my lap. Not like kicking it out, oh no. She literally picked it up in her paws, barked, and threw it out. This charming habit( I actually do find it cute as ****) has continued to this day. Her other lovely habits include pulling my dog's tail(through the bar of the cage) and bouncing off the walls of her cage Matrix style. After Lucifer passed, Angel stopped eating and drinking, so I brought her to the vet. After thoroughly examining her, my vet determined that she was grieving, depressed, and probably missing her buddy. This led me to get Demon.
Demon is a 3 year old white chin. He is every bit as sweet as Angel is devious. He runs up to the cage and makes this soft crying sound whenever someone enters the room. He lets Angel beat him to the food bowl at dinner time. He lets her take her dust baths first. He loves scritchies and climbs onto my shoulders at every opportunity. As much as I miss my Lucifer, Demon is a very special boy. He even puts up with the way Angel flips the top off the flying saucer while he's on it. Granted, that usually does lead to a frantic chase around the cage, but can you blame him?
Nothing makes me quite as happy as seeing the two little fuzzbutts cuddled together in their hidey-hole.
Angel is 2 1/2 years old. I've had her since she was 12 weeks. As a baby, she was a very sweet, mellow chin who loves 'scritchies" and snuggles. As she aged, however, she became a little bit of a brat. After she hit a year, I put her in with Lucifer(rip). She then became a huge brat. She would throw food, bedding, and poo out of the cage whenever Lucifer would be out and on my lap. Not like kicking it out, oh no. She literally picked it up in her paws, barked, and threw it out. This charming habit( I actually do find it cute as ****) has continued to this day. Her other lovely habits include pulling my dog's tail(through the bar of the cage) and bouncing off the walls of her cage Matrix style. After Lucifer passed, Angel stopped eating and drinking, so I brought her to the vet. After thoroughly examining her, my vet determined that she was grieving, depressed, and probably missing her buddy. This led me to get Demon.
Demon is a 3 year old white chin. He is every bit as sweet as Angel is devious. He runs up to the cage and makes this soft crying sound whenever someone enters the room. He lets Angel beat him to the food bowl at dinner time. He lets her take her dust baths first. He loves scritchies and climbs onto my shoulders at every opportunity. As much as I miss my Lucifer, Demon is a very special boy. He even puts up with the way Angel flips the top off the flying saucer while he's on it. Granted, that usually does lead to a frantic chase around the cage, but can you blame him?
Nothing makes me quite as happy as seeing the two little fuzzbutts cuddled together in their hidey-hole.