Yapping about the dangerous lives of small dogs.

As I mentioned last month, my family is caring for my sister’s family dog, a young long-haired Chihuahua, Mocha, for the summer. Better known as “Mokie” around here, the winsome six-pounder has fit into our household quite nicely. With tons of exercise, lots of toys and chewies, and consistent training, he’s gone from being needy and yappy – a caricature of a bratty little dog – to being genuinely fun to be around. He’s stopped barking when he’s alone in the backyard, he now comes when called ( a huge improvement), and he’s even learned to sit when he wants something. …

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