So last Sunday (Feb 22nd) I brought home my little shih tzu, Norman. He is 3 months old and 2.9lbs of pure love and joy.
MIL thinks he is the cutest thing ever. So THIS Sunday (March 1st) she gets a puppy. A chihuahua who is "mixed with some other small, furry little dog". She is 5 weeks old.
First of all, I am upset because the first thing the MIL started talking about was breeding her and how she could sell the pups for Christmas. (this poor baby won't even be a year old then).
Secondly, she is CONVINCED (because the lady she got her from said so, and we all know ppl who give away 5wk old pups never, ever lie) that this baby is only going to grow up to weigh 3 pounds. Ok, there is NO WAY this little girl is going to weigh 3lbs. Right now, at 5wks, she weighs a good 2 pounds. She is the same size Norman is - minus all the hair.
Third, she dismisses the size thing with a wave her hand saying, "Well, if she gets too big I'll just give her away."
I finally had to get up and leave. I couldn't stand to hear another thing about "Oh, I hope she doesn't get much bigger than she is now. I want her to stay this little." and "I hope she has puppies so I can sell them and make money for Christmas."
Ya'll should have seen the look of total disbelief on her face when she looked at Norman and said to me, "Don't you hope he stays that little?" and I replied, "No. I do not. The AKC standard for shih tzu is 9 - 16 lbs and I hope he makes it there. I want a healthy, happy dog, not one that I have to worry about constantly."
HER reply was, "Well, if this one gets over 5 lbs I'm getting rid of her."
I don't think I could have truly HATE anyone, but my MIL pushes me awfully darn close!