I'd met, the then Cinca back at the beginning of June. I was smitten with this little outgoing puppy from the get go. She was smaller than her siblings, but was the most outgoing - reaching to humans for attention. She was mostly white, while her siblings were all dark.
At the time, I thought she'd make a great playmate for Koda. Chihuahuas like to be in little Chihuahua packs. Koda had a pack, but they were all much bigger. Despite my desire to adopt her, I didn't because I had enough mouths to feed, take care of, and love.
Heartbreak struck at the end of June with Koda's sudden passing. The rescue Pippin came from still had three of the pups, and they brought them in for me to have puppy therapy two days after Koda died. Pippin was already spoken for, so I never said anything about the love I already had for her. I just sat there allowing the puppies to climb on me and eventually falling asleep in my lap, all the while fighting the tears of grief I had for Koda.
Later I found out the lady who was going to adopt Cinca pulled out of the adoption after her dog got suddenly sick. Cinca was then adopted along with one of her brothers and Annie. After finding out about this, I was upset with myself for not saying something when I'd had the puppy therapy. Fate stepped in, but it was more like God stepped in after hearing my cries. Even after listening to my anger at Him for taking Koda, He worked things out to bring the little one I'd fallen in love with several weeks before to me. Pippin was returned to the rescue along with her brother; and I happened to be on Petfinder.com and saw her again.
On July 25th, Cinca, now Pippin O'Chi became my fur baby, officially mine furever!!
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