That's how I got my first yorkie! A patient at the doc's office I work for came in and started talking about a 3 pound yorkie boy she needed to find a home for. She said he was always running off and she couldn't keep track of him. I went to her house to see him. When I laid eyes on that boy it was LOVE, he came flying around the corner on 2 wheels and straight into my heart. I had him neutered and he became the best dog EVER!! He's gone now (RIP "Shorty) but I'll never forget him. It was meant to be. Sounds like Rascal was meant for your son..
