Bizarre love triangle

I love going out for walks with Camou (the chihuahua). He is a hyperactive pooch with lotsa energy and a propensity for chewing up stuff. I just figure he is restless cooped up at home.That coupled together with his teething woes just kinda makes for a naughty puppy at home.

Camou belongs to Paula. She had always wanted a dog of her own. And finally we agreed to her request. So the search began for a pooch to fill the void in Paula's heart....

In the end Paula chose Camou. To say he is little is an understatement. He is small even for a chihuahua. It does not help that he is also to the skinny side compared to his brethren. But the little fella sure can run. It is funtime in the Boyd household when he goes on one of his door-to-door runs, hounds (wat else?) the cats and humps unsuspecting guest (human or otherwise).

It seems like the novelty of having a dog has worn off for Paula. She is hardly ever around to look after Camou, let alone play or bring him out for daily walks. So I have started to bring him out for walks that evolve (or is it degenerate) into runs. It looks a good way to keep fit and have fun. Just yesterday Joyce and I brought him out for a walk cum run. Joyce had as much fun as Camou and I do. I do think this could become a regular feature of our weekends and evenings.

Which begs the question; why doesn't Paula (and to a lesser extent Noel) have time for Camou and all he entails (pun fully intended..geddit?). Having a pet is one of life's simple pleasures. The moments spent together are priceless and words cannot fully express how my life has been enriched by my mammalian and reptilian friends over my own lifetime.

So here's to more runs and walks and the attention of babes whilst doing it.

CHIHUAHUA's RULE!!!