Small breed dogs are whacked.
One of my old girlfriends had a chihuahua. He was completely whacked, a vicious hyper little sh!t really. His name was Paco but I always called him the filthy Mexican. We had a coop with about a dozen free ranging hens then, Dominiques and Rhode Island Reds. Paco spent all his time (when he wasn't chewing on my guitars or fishing rods) chasing those hens around, trying to corner them and violate them like the ingrate mongrel in this video.
My next door neighbor has a Pomeranian, another vicious little scatterbrained sh!t. Every day the same people go by on the sidewalk at the same times on their daily walks and that hyper little turd goes nuts like he's never seen them before. We have a Pit, sweet as can be with a great personality. She gets along great with other dogs but when I take her out on a leash and that lap rat next door sees us it does the psycho barking routine every time. Our dog just looks up at me with barely a raised brow as if to say
"what the F, can't that thing just chill?" and we go on our walk.
