I was 15 and my best friends grandma had gotten a yorkie puppy and I fell in love. So I started saving my babysitting money and my dad took me to a breeder and I bought my first yorkie. That was 15 yrs ago and not nearly as expensive, I only paid $350 for her. When she passed away 13 yrs later I was so torn and refused to ever buy another dog. 1 yr after her death I started looking at websites and the local paper(still not buying), then for Valentines day my super cute and amazing husband brought home Lexi(total suprise I had no clue).
He knew I wanted another, all I talked about was "IF I get another I want HER to be show quality", and "hmm, I think I would love to show Yorkies". Suttle hints
,but really it was a suprise, he told me had a meeting and he would only be gone a few hours. He drove 2 hrs to get her and then 2 hrs home to get the perfect SHOW pup(then I later decided not to show
).
Anyway, I totally melted when he brought Lexi in the front door and all I could do was cry. It was the sweetest thing. I later found out he called our vet to find a woman close to us that shows yorkies. He really did alot of research before chosing Lexi and accually meet more than 7 breeders before making a purchase.
OK I know, enough now, I just never get tired of telling people how sweet and wonderful he is..