This is the day I got my first dog. I was 8 years old and I was on my way back from a party with my parents and we took a sudden stop at my uncle’s house. I walked inside with my mom and my first sight was a small kennel full of baby chihuahuas. I immediately knew what they were there for after that. My uncle walked out of his room and he told me to take my pick and take a chihuahua home. I looked at my mom in disbelief and thought that she wasn’t going to let me since I had been begging for a dog before, but no. Instead she looked at me and told me to pick anyone I wanted. There was a lot to choose from but I saw the smallest one there which was a black white and brown mixed chihuahua with its eyes still closed. I knew that was the one I wanted and I took him home. Choosing a name took a day but my mom ended up on Cocu. Cocu was with us for 2 years, before we got another dog and named her Cica. We had two chihuahuas named Cica and Cocu. We had them for a total of 5 years and eventually we had to give them away due to a lack of time that we had to spend with them, therefor they had to spend all day alone at home, and we thought it was unfair, but I will never forget who my first dogs where.