blue

Hi, I’m Blue.
A special little guy with the crystal-blue eyes and a dapple coat. I’m seven years old, weigh about 13 pounds, and I’ve taken the scenic route to becoming a real dog.

I started life in Tennessee in a tough situation with more than 60 other dogs who never learned how kind people could be. When I first arrived at Chihuahua Rescue in 2020, I was terrified, tested positive for heartworms, and thought every human hand was bad news. I’d snarl, snap, and make it crystal clear that my personal space was mine. Thanks to treatment and months of patient care (and a lot of snacks), I beat the heartworms and slowly began to trust enough to “dog.”

These days I’m a pro at living with other dogs and I’ve even picked up a few civilized hobbies:

Secure walks. I still prefer a slip lead and calm surroundings, but I’ll show off my adorable little trot.

Special toys. They help me stay relaxed and give my brain something to do.

Squirrel patrol. I’ll happily chase critters and sometimes bring… um… “gifts.”

Crate life. My crate is my safe space and I’m fully crate trained—it’s my personal den when the world feels too loud.

Snack negotiations. I’m very treat-motivated and proudly expect a snack when I come in from outdoors. (Payment upon delivery of good behavior, please.)

Here’s the fine print: I don’t like to be petted. Ever. I’ll hang out near you, follow you around a hobby farm or big yard, and be your quiet companion, but please admire me with your eyes, not your hands. I bark a lot (think of it as my own podcast), and sometimes mark inside if stressed (usually from new dogs). My foster family keeps me on doggy Prozac and ProHeart for heartworm prevention, which help me stay healthy and calm.

Despite everything, I’m smart, obedient, and secretly eager to please. What I need most is a patient person who understands that love doesn’t have to mean cuddles—it can mean trust, space, and long walks together.