That weekend came with a tingle in my stomach. It was Friday and, as usual, I had sent the messages to the clients who were coming. But this time, something made me uneasy: four PPPs, those potentially dangerous dogs they talk so much about, would be gathering at the house.
I knew that everything could go well… but also that, if something went wrong, it could be complicated. One of the owners wasn’t at ease either. You could see it in the way he was looking at his dog, the way he was holding the leash in his hand, not letting go of it at all. Did he not trust his dog? Or was he afraid of what might happen to the others? No one knew.
But after thinking it over, we took the most logical decision: let them play and, if something went wrong, they would be tied up .
And then the real story began…
The first contact
The dogs looked at each other. There was tension in the air. Manuela, the golden of the house, wagged her tail excitedly and approached the group of newcomers.
-Welcome to Mas Torrencito, everyone plays here! -he greeted with his usual sweetness.
One of the PPPs, an imposing American Staffordshire, looked her up and down, cocking his head to one side.
-Play? I don’t know… They always say I’m dangerous.
Mastiff, the 80-kilogram giant who ruled the house with his presence alone, approached with his leisurely gait and his deep voice boomed like quiet thunder:
-Here it doesn’t matter what humans say. Here it matters how we behave.
The PPPs looked at each other – was it possible, could they just play without being judged?
One of them, a Rottweiler, dusted himself off and smiled:
-Well, if playing is the norm, let’s get the party started!
And so, in a matter of minutes, the dogs that many feared were running around the yard, sharing runs, jumps and romps as if they had known each other all their lives.
The Chihuahua takes action
But of course, the real protagonist of the drama was missing.
From the terrace, a tiny Chihuahua, with more ego than size, watched the scene with an indignant face.
-This is unacceptable! -They invade us! They want to dominate us! We, the little ones, cannot allow this!
Manuela, who was rolling in the grass, raised her head.
-What are you saying, little boy? We’re playing.
The Chihuahua, chest puffed out, leapt down from the chair and planted himself in front of the group of giants.
-I am the leader here! And I demand respect!
The PPPs looked at him. Then they looked at Mastiff. Then they looked at each other.
Mastiff, with infinite patience, gave him a gentle nudge with his muzzle.
-Go to sleep, little guy.
But the Chihuahua would not give up. He ran around the big ones, barking at the top of his lungs.
-I warn you, don’t make me angry!
The PPPs, at first puzzled, began to find it funny. One of them lay down on the floor, staring at him.
-Okay, okay, don’t get angry, great warrior. What do you propose?
The Chihuahua went blank. No one used to take him seriously.
-Eh… well… obey me! -he said, trying to make his voice sound deeper.
The big ones burst into doggy laughter. Manuela wagged her tail sweetly.
-You’re a case, little guy.
But of course, every time one of the PPPs got too close, the Chihuahua would run like lightning to its owner’s lap, trembling.
-Protect me, humans! They are too big!
And that’s how the day went: the big ones playing in total harmony and the Chihuahua barking at everyone and then hiding when they responded.
The final lesson. The weekend of the ppp and the chiguagua.
By the end of the weekend, the dogs were exhausted, lying in the sun, breathing easy after so many runs.
Mastiff, with his stately bearing, looked at the PPPs and nodded approvingly.
-You have shown that the danger is not in the race, but in the heart of each one.
Manuela settled next to him, sighing with satisfaction.
-Yes, and also that size doesn’t matter… even if some find it hard to accept.
Everyone looked at the Chihuahua, who pretended to be asleep, ignoring the stares.
-I always knew everything would be under control,” she murmured, hiding even more in her owner’s lap.
We humans looked at each other and smiled. We had been worried for nothing. In the end, the dogs knew what they were doing. The danger was not in them. It was in our own misconceptions.
And so, between games, barking and the inexhaustible theater of the Chihuahua, we learned something important: coexistence is possible, as long as we put prejudices aside and listen to what dogs teach us every day.
From MasTorrencito we wish you a good day and may your dogs be with you!!!!
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