I had a rescue chihuahua that was terrified of my fiance and lived in my closet (this wasnt somethign I made him do, I dont want anyone to think I forced that on him.) he just wouldnt come out and every time my fiance would look at him he would poo himself. I felt so bad for him that I had to give him back. It killed me but this just wasnt fair to him to live like this. I tried so hard to make it work and tried to associate my fiance with something positive with this little guy but he was so scared of him. I think about him alot
I loved that little guy so much