I noticed the other day that many of my neighbors own chihuahuas. It does makes sense when you think about it. Most trailers sit on tiny lots. Not much of a yard for a big dog, but just right for a chihuahua.
The little rats-on-acid are actually very well suited to the lifestyle of a trailer park dweller. They will happily sit on a lap for hours and barely eat more than a few bites a day.
Chihuahuas are much easier to control than a larger dog too --no need for expensive behavior training. If the little snit gets uppity, you can just toss it in a shower stall and close the door. Problem solved.
I'll admit it, we trailer park women love to baby things. Chihuahuas are only too happy to cater to our need to coo and use baby talk, without ruining our figures or requiring school clothes and braces in a few years. They won't ever pitch a fit at Walmart because you refuse to spend 25 bucks on a pair of shorts. And if they get pregnant, you can sell the pups.
But, the best thing about a chihuahua is the fact that it never needs to be walked.
When it has to go, you can just hold it out the window and squeeze