My Owner: FM
Lately I’ve been asking myself this question a lot, “Do I own my dog or does my dog own me?” The problem isn’t with Teddy. It is my super snotty 5 lb chihuahua, FM, who thinks she is a human. She does what she wants, when she wants, how she wants. She has no regard for human authority. She’s got me pretty well trained to her needs and desires. She basically has me wrapped around her little paw.
Why do I say this?
When I sleep, I notice I get less and less of the pillow as the night progresses. The next morning rolls around, I find myself at the corner of my bed up against the wall while this 5 lb chihuahua, along with her 15 lb pomeranian buddy, hogs up 2/3s of the bed and takes my pillow.
This dog also happens to love belly rubs, so she will roll over on her back, stare at me to signal she wants one. When I don’t rub her tummy immediately, she continues staring, then starts kicking my arm with her hind legs to give me a little shove. Sometimes I get a kick too when I’m not getting the right spot on her belly! After being together for almost 5 years, she has successfully trained me in this department. I find myself rubbing her tummy without noticing every now and then.
When she is angry with me, she will either throw a temper tantrum or she will turn her back to me and give me the silent treatment. Ugh, females! When other people are around, she’ll go to their laps and ignore me. But when she wants to see me, nothing can stop her, not even a prison. There were times that I’ve found her outside Mochi’s dog pen and I have absolutely no clue how she got out. I currently have an adjustable fence that I use to separate the living/dining room area from the kitchen. I don’t want them snooping around in the trash or finding scraps on the floor. One day I was home and had to do some serious cleaning in my room. I leave them both outside while I try to get stuff done. Out of nowhere I hear scratching at my door. Lo and Behold! It was FM. I asked my roommate if he brought her in, he said no. I put her back. She returns within minutes. Third time around I hid behind a corner to spy on her. Apparently, my dog knows how to climb. I managed to catch it on camera.
Teddy, on the other hand, listens to me and is quite obedient. However, I’m only second in command. One time I saw that FM was picking on him, so I decided to assist him by pushing her away. Instead of helping me, he starts attacking me. After that, I knew where his loyalty lies.
FM seems to be head of the household. I’m sure a lot of people might see this as a serious problem, but I adore my dog’s assertiveness and spunk. Stanley Coren’s “The Intelligence of Dogs” ranks chihuahuas #67 of 80 breeds. This is pretty true since she’s quite disobedient and has a mind of her own. But I can’t deny that she is one extremely smart and manipulative dog.
Oh and to answer the question in the title of this post, my dog does own me. SIGH.