But it looks like he did, and my middle sister got him a similar jacket. He hated collars and leashes, which he accepted reluctantly for walks, but every morning he would bring me his jacket. And around the house he would appear with an air of, "I have arrived ! I’m here to save everyone." Pop referred to him as "The Attack Rat".
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Then he was almost painfully cute, and he must have known how 'cool' he looked in his little jacket.😊
Little dogs often have very big, brave hearts, I've found. My own little big eared dog 'child' was not an "ankle biter", as many people seem to assume about all chihuahuas. She was, however, very protective of her people, house, yard....and I must admit and street. She thought anyone she saw or heard around the house had no right to be there, unless she knew them.
