My little one, a one-year old long-haired chihuahua, hasn't been feeling well for a couple days. Lady L. and I decided it was time to take her in. Well, just then she spit up a small shard of red plastic from who knows what. Just like a switch was thrown, she is back to her playful self. She may be the gentlest creature I've ever known. She and our Doberman are best pals. The doby tops 100 pounds, the little one is about 6.