I would have to say my Dad was the one to turn to mush, my fiance had a yorkie at his parents house so he was already taken. My dad got Sarge for me as a gift and when I brought him home Dad said "THAT'S what you wanted?!?!" We've always had huge dogs in the house my entire life, so needless to say pint-size Sarge didn't measure up at first glance.

Now when I go home for the weekend my dad sneaks in my room to get puppy and gives him "breakfast", (turkey sausage and scrambled eggs). Oscar and Emmy (a combined 200 lbs.) don't get sausage and eggs for breakfast...lmao.