I work as a nurse at a veterinary hospital, and a co-worker recently adopted a TINY chihuahua puppy. A man walked in with this little thing (she litterally fits in your palm) wanting to euthanize because she was the last puppy of the litter and he couldn’t adopt her out (!!!). The Super Recptionist adopted the little girl instead. If you arn’t familiar with tiny chihuahua puppies, they are sort of bald when they are little, mostly on their heads, but sometimes more so - if they are lucky they eventualy grow hair. If they are lucky.
Supter Recptionist knows I knit and joked that I should knit her little girl a hat to keep her bald chihuahua head warm. While petting her, I measured the pup against my palm (base of skull to just past mid body was from finger tips to the knuckle line of my palm) and knit a teeny tiny dog sweater over the weekend.
Since I didn’t know if it would fit her, I figured I’d need to scrap the first sweater; I decided to practice a new yarn weaving stitch for Fair Isle work . The sweater was not as neat and tidy as I would have liked because of the practice, but the sweater was really cute.
Super Receptionist brought her puppy to work, and under the guise of wanting to measure the little dog, I brought Super Receptionist back and presented the sweater. It fit pefectly, and my co-worker actually teared up. Every time she saw me, my co-worker said, “SO CUTE!” in referance to her dressed pup.
Now the entire reception staff wants to learn to knit. I feel very warm and fuzzy, just like that little dog. Except my head is not as large compared to my body. And I’m not bald.