dear famous chihuahua®,
my name is diana and i am sending you my story with the hopes that your website visitors may be able to help me find my chihuahua. i just don’t know what to do or where to turn anymore and am hoping you can help me. there’s a chance that just maybe, a site visitor of yours has seen my chihuahua.
my chihuahua’s name is wednesday, but when she was a puppy, my fiance and i nicknamed her papa, which coincidentally means little potato in spanish, laughs. she responds to wednesday but family calls her by her nickname, unless of course she is about to attack our poor innocent beanbag chairs to which a sharp, “wednesday!” lets her know to be good.
wednesday was born on cinco de Mayo of 2008 and was the most handsome little lady you’d ever seen. she was born to my mother’s chihuahua, tita, beautifully classy chocolate dame that was the most motherly and caring dog i’ve ever met. she reminded me of nana from the disney film peter pan. tita passed away the day before my 23rd birthday, august 15th, 2010 from heart problems. she was 10 years old.
she had been with me all throughout my teenage years and watched me turn into a young adult. i come from an abusive household. the only one that was always there for me to pick me up and dry my tears was my tita. she defended me and jumped at whomever tried to lay a hand on me. despite her size, she thought she could take on anyone.
i ran away from home when i was 16 and couldn’t take her with me but i told myself that when i turned 18, i would go back for her and i did. i’ll never forget her face. she was more excited than i was! her tail was wagging so much that her front paws would lift up off the ground! i promised her i would never leave her like that again and i took her home with me.
one day, on a play date with other dogs at the dog run, i got caught up talking to a new friend and i didn’t notice that my tita had sneaked off to a corner with her beige boyfriend, guero! alas, she was pregnant with 5 adorable little chocolate/red puppies. i gave them all to loving homes except for one of course my wednesday.
wednesday loves to go to the beach. she also likes to scurry up onto your shoulder when you pick her up and view the world from up high. just like her mother, a car ride was a grand adventure that had to be experienced while sitting at the rear window. She always crawled under anything that would cover her completely and stick her tiny face out to people watch and if me and my fiance were having our alone time just cuddling close, she always had to find the tiniest gap between us and squeeze herself right in the middle. this was our family.