It all started a year ago when mom decided she wanted a small dog to live with her. She looked all around and decided that she wanted a Yorkie, because she could grow our hair out and put bows in it. But also becasue she wanted a shedless hypo-allergenic dog. Mommy is very girly and wanted a girly dog (so to say). So for months she searched the paper and shelters knowing that she wanted a rescue Yorkshire Terrier. She knew I was out there and needed someone special to find me and love me. So almost everyday for months she looked up and down the shelter aisles and worked with her local Yorkie Rescue and Small dog rescue (Wee Rescue in Austin) and couldn't seem to find me. She knew she wanted a younger dog, Mom and Dad were 23 at the time so they wanted someone who could keep up with them. And since Mommy loves to go swimming at the lake, running and hiking she wanted to make sure I would be in good shape to do that fun stuff too.
There were a few yorkies she considered but they didn't quite fit with her personality. She says they were a little long in the tooth. I'm glad she waited though because about 2 weeks later she was searching the classifieds on the computer and found a 3 year old friendly yorkie needed a home. She was so excited and called right away. A man answered and said that I used to be his girlfiends yorkie but since they broke up she left and he didn't want me. Turns out this guy was my 4th! owner. Ugh! He was asking hundreds of dollars for me and if no one called he was going to let me go in the fields behind his house. Mom was horrified and frantic. She knew she had to come get me but since she is only a college student she didn't have that much money. She called the man back and said she only had $100 and if she could PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE have me for that. He agreed Yes and She flew (driving) to come pick me up. When she saw me and I saw her it was love at first site. Even though my hair was a mess, and I wasn't looking good, Mom knew underneath that all I needed was patience and understanding and lots of love to come around.
I had a lot of adjusting to do, I was scared to be left alone, and I barked constantly when they did leave and I was afraid of big sticks (like a mop or broom). I guess when you've had five owners all you want is to make sure this one stays. So room to room I would go and cry if I wasn't in the room with mom or dad. And I would tear thing up if they left me alone. But with a little patience and lots of love I don't do any of those things any more. Mom says I've come a long way since we met. I know when mommy or daddy leaves there coming back and if they could take me they would. As it is I go just about everywhere with them! They take me to the doggy park almost everyday to play with my friends and if they are going to be gone all day they take me to doggies day out where I play somemore with friends. Life is WONDERFUL for both of us. She says she couldn't be Happier. My place is with her and dad beside them! Woof! And even if she does put bows in my hair, I don't mind. At least they match the sweaters she puts me in! Thanks for reading!
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