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So, I've been reading about "dog breeds" and everything in this book tells me I'm a Chihuahua. Not everyone calls me that around here though; around here I'm called Mario or Little Man. I showed up at a nice lady's house a couple months ago. She took me in, loved me, fed me and told me she would keep me safe all long as she could. Neither one of us understood why no one was looking for me. Oh well, it's their loss. Unfortunately, that home was only temporary. I arrived at SWA T and they too, tell me this is only temporary. So, where's my forever? Maybe this will help people decide. I am completely housebroken and I haven't marked in the house, period. I know better than to do that. I'm a smart little guy...when I say little, I mean I'm only 5-6lbs on a good day. I am quiet too. I haven't made a peep since I arrived. In fact, no one has really seen me. The activity from all the other dogs frightens me just a little bit, enough to make me want to get away for awhile. I also LOVE blankets. When I find a blanket, I wrap myself in it until you can't see me anymore. Alright, alright, enough about me. I need my future family to hurry and call to talk to me. I could really use a lap to keep warm.