The brave little Chihuahua
So there’s this Chihuahua—let’s call him Nacho. On his own, Nacho is a nervous little guy. Every gust of wind is a potential apocalypse. He’ll scamper away from a leaf like it owes him money. But the moment he hops onto someone’s lap? Oh, it’s on.
Suddenly, Nacho becomes Sir Barks-a-Lot, Defender of the Couch Realm. Got a 90-pound pit bull walking by? He’s ready to fight. Mailman? Clearly a criminal. Doorbell? That’s a declaration of war.
It’s like his lap is a tank, and he’s the gunner. Safe up there, protected, untouchable—and way too small to actually do anything if he had to. But that doesn’t stop the performance.
And the best part? The second you set him down on the floor again—poof! All the bravery vanishes. Now he’s looking up at you like, “What were you thinking?! Put me back on my battle perch!”