Chico was born 9/22/2007 . I took him home at 6 weeks , he was so small he fit in the palms of my hand. So I named him Chico. We grew very close over the years and he was there for me in a time of my life when I really needed him. He loved to play in the water, but hated baths. As a puppy and in his younger years he loved the dog park, but as he got older he became a grouch, so walks became a must instead of the dog park. Chico lived 13 years and 5 months. He will be in our hearts FOREVER. 💙