When we first got married and moved into our new home, my hubby worked afternoon and didn't get home until 5:30 in the morning so I was all alone at night. We looked at breeds that wouldn't be too large. My husband always like bulldogs, but I didn't like the slobber, so we went to see pugs. (kind of like a bulldog?) But they didn't steal my heart and they shed like crazy, I really didn't want that. So in the paper the next morning there was an ad for a yorkie, male, for $300, back in 1976 that was a lot of $$$. She was a real nice breeder, very caring and informative. Asked me if I had children, said she wouldn't have sold him to me if I did. I think because we were kind of young ourselves and she was afraid that he wouldn't get the attention he deserved. But we went to see him, well, that was it. We bought Charly home and I have been with a yorkie ever since
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