We have a new puppy. Friends, meet Tia. Tia, meet world.

Tia’s an 8-week-old chihuahua. She’s tiny. Like, even-the-XXS-collar-is-too-big tiny. Her full name is Tequila Blanca – Tia for short.

She and Zoey, our 8-year-old miniature beagle, are getting along OK. Tia desperately wants to play, and Zoey quickly discovered she could get away from the little ankle biter (literally) by retreating to a couch or chair. Tia’s feisty, and she’s a climber, so we’ll see how much longer couches and chairs are a safe haven for our big girl.

We knew going in that Zoey would be wary. She’s been an only child for 8 years, she’s older, and she’s not been around a lot of other dogs. But we also know her to be calm, easygoing and lovable. She’s been a champ with Tia. And I think she’s been a good influence on her too. Watching Zoey, Tia’s learning about eating patterns and bowl privacy, going to the door to let us know when she needs to go outside, where to “go” once she’s outside, and then coming back inside when called. OK, so she’s not great at all these things quite yet. But I see huge improvement after just one week.

She’s the cutest little thing. Her growl sounds like a purr. It’s adorable. And she will fight Zoey for her toys; they often have a cute little game of tug-of-war with a toy. She pounces on toys, toes, etc. like a cat and bounces around like a boxer getting ready for a fight. And then she sleeps like the dead cause of all that action.

Like any baby, she has accidents. And those of you who know Biker will appreciate that he has the full-size carpet cleaner on standby – filled and nearby – at all times. But her accidents are fewer and farther between. I mean, give her a break. The vet said her bladder is the size of an M&M.

She’s a wonderful, desired, loving addition to our family. Now Biker has his dog (Zoey, whom he calls Joey and of course she answers cause he’s “the man” as far as she’s concerned), and I have mine – sweet little Tia.

Come visit. Zoey and Tia will welcome you with love and sloppy kisses.