Cookie the Minuscule Menace
Ever since she was a toddler, my daughter has been one feisty lady – in fact she had a stronger “won’t” than any three-year-old I’ve ever known! For this reason, it is truly delightful to see her firmly under the tiny paw of a creature who measures no more than 14in from her quivering retroussé nose to the tip of her little scut of a tail.
More properly, Cookie the Chihuahua belongs to my daughter’s partner. Since he is 6ft 4in in height, he and Cookie together make quite an impression. Someone once told him that he must have been very confident in his masculinity on the day he acquired her! Like my daughter, he is firmly under Cookie’s paw.
Cookie’s language is appalling – I’m glad I don’t understand canine! The trouble is, she challenges dogs that are – well – supersized dogs! There is a park to one side of our house which she loved while she was with us at Christmas. Whilst walking there, she confronted a rather sedate boxer called Lucy. I picked Cookie up – but the insults continued. Poor Lucy looked rather perplexed.
The thing is, Cookie knows she's a big, bad wolf - it's just that other people think she's small! The stick she's carrying in the picture is not much more than a foot long, but her attitude is just the same as that of an English setter I saw in the woods behind our house who was carrying half a tree.
Anyway, as I shall probably be posting about her again – after all, she’s the nearest thing to a grandchild that I have! – this is an introduction to this huge dog (her words!) in a tiny package.
Image Credit » Photo of Cookie with her "first stick" is by my daughter, and I have her permission to use it.