I had been out of my parents house, who have a Yorkie, and I was missing my fur sister like crazy. I hounded and hounded hubby for a furbaby. He kept saying we couldn't afford a $1,000 dog. I was so upset I called my mom and she said why don't you call the lady we got Baby from and see what she has, she will probably let you make payments. I got so excited! I again asked hubby and he said if she would allow us to make payments then I could get one. So I called the breeder up and told her who I was and then asked if she had any for sale. She said she had 2 older dogs for sale, Tilly and Baby (Tilly's mom). I didn't want another dog around named Baby so I said I would be interested in looking at Tilly, which I kept thinking she was saying Chili.
She kept saying she is older over and over so I assumed she was like 10 years old, she was three. So the next day we went to look at Tilly and fell in love with her. We lived in an apartment that didn't allow pets so we went every weekend for 2 months while we were apartment hunting and took Tilly to my parents and we would stay the weekend there with Tilly.
She grew instantly attached. The breeder couldn't believe how she acted towards us. She could see the love. Well we found pet friendly housing and well you guys know the rest....hehe Here is Tilly one weekend when we brought her to my parents. She had longer hair then.