( WP ) Chiuhauhas are now the size of elephants .

One morning, I awaken to the buzzing of my alarm. It was like any other morning; I get up, get dressed, prepare a bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats, brush my teeth, watch some television, and head for my place of employment. 
 
 
 I plopped on the couch, ate a cereal marketed for kids, and flipped on CNN. Immediately, my eyes were assaulted by haunting images on the TV screen. A city two hours from mine weed a mess of screaming people and emergency services. The reporter on the scene described the situation as chaotic with citizens panicking and running for their lives. For some inexplicable reason unbeknownst to mankind, the city was infested with Chihuahuas, but not just any Chihuahuas. No, these guys were big and not just `` Great Dane big.'' No, no, these suckers were big as elephants, running rampant through the city streets. 
 
 
 Behind the reporter was a yellow Chihuahua running at full speed, his tongue hanging from the right side of his mouth, flapping in the breeze. Attached to his collar was a leash and attached to his leash was a young female, who I assumed was his owner, holding on for dear life as the pup galloped on, knocking over a delivery truck. Then CNN cut to some footage of another Chihuahua chasing a school group from a natural history museum with its owner running after it. Another was curled up on the grass near a playground, sleeping peacefully and oblivious to its owner tugging on its leash. 
 
 
 I glanced at my watch and realized that I needed to go to work. I figured that I've had enough crazy for one day so I finish my cereal, turn off the TV, brush my teeth, grab my purse and lunch, and head on out the door. The moment I hear the `` click'' sound of my front door locking, I feel a certain kind of warmth on my back that can only be described as `` warmth that smelled like a wet diaper.'' This was accompanied with vigorous panting of some sort. I turned my head to find that my neighbor's Chihuahua, Harley, had not only escaped from their backyard, but had crushed my car by running over it to get to my house. 
 
 
 And that is the beginning of my career as a Chihuahua Farmer. 

