When Petie died at 16 years old I was devastated. I thought I'd never get another dog. Many months later, I decided that I could never replace him but I could welcome a new dog. I set out to get a chihuahua. Chihuahuas aren't for everyone but once you've owned and loved one and gotten used to their quirky personality, you just love the little buggers. :) I bought Roscoe first. When he was around six months old, I decided he needed a playmate and I got Duncan. Roscoe is a year old now and Duncan is seven months old. They accepted each other immediately and were playing within ten minutes of meeting. Roscoe is the all black guy. Duncan is the merle. The first four photos are of them as little puppies. I take an awful lot of photos of them. :)