While I'm raping Suckful's Spacedog Sparky's links, I might as well link to this story about a pack of feral Chihuahuas. I'd quote bits of the article to entice you to read it, but it's all so good you just need to read it yourself.
I say the best solution is to lock them in an arena and train a webcam on them, then set up a paysite that lets people watch them tear each other apart. Even better, put them on an island and let the chips fall where they may. You could take bets on which one ends up living. It could be like Lord of the Flies 2: Chihuahua Boogaloo. I wonder if they'd break into factions with head honcho Chihuahuas that organized raids on each other.
When my wife and I went to Hawaii a couple years ago, we went hiking in one of the inner island rainforests. It was a pretty hike, but there was a surreal section where we heard something in the bushes nearby. We paused, a bit unnerved, I'll admit, and then suddenly 3 jungle Chihuahuas burst forth from the underbrush. They weren't menacing or frothing at the mouth, but pattered in that little impish Chihuahua way down the path for about 200 feet before veering back off into the brush. The biggest dog was the leader of the three and the other two flanked him (her?) a doglength back and to the left and right. It was weird, like we were on the fringe of some jungle pigmy dog society and had been discovered by a security patrol. True story.
After seeing that, I don't trust Chihuahuas. If a desert ratdog can establish itself in a Pacific island rainforest, it probably has more going for it than it gets credit for. For that reason, I bet these wild dogs in Los Angeles probably aren't going to make very good playmates for preschoolers. If the judge decides to spare them euthanasia, some of those animals lovers who think it inhumane to kill them better be first in line to take them into their home.
Posted by Nutrimentia at July 24, 2003 10:19 PM | TrackBack