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My mom and dad got a yorkie, Liberty, and I thought he was the cutest thing. It took a while to convince hubby to get one, but finally he wanted to do it also. So I was looking online (this was before I was a member of YT). I looked for about 6 months. Hubby asked me what was taking so long to find a "dog". I think that since he decided he also wanted a yorkie, he was getting anxious, thinking one would be here the next day. I told hubby I would know when I saw the right one. I saw Conner's picture in the nursery on the breeder's website, along with a few other yorkies. The eyes looking at me said, "Bring me home!!" He looked like he had fire and was spunky. I emailed the breeder and told her I wanted Conner. She insisted on a few long phone conversations and wanted us to be sure we wanted a dog.

Finally, Conner was on a flight from Dallas (he comes from Oklahoma) to CT. The airport is 1 1/2 hours from our home. My husband had to go pick him up himself at the airport, as I had to take my nieces to have their pictures taken for dance classes.

My husband went to th airport and was there a while before the plane landed. I told him what the breeder told me - give him a pea sized dose of nutrical and give him some chicken baby food she included. Well, the crate had ties on them that you could not get off without scissors (and he had no scissors and was already at the car). Hubby put the nutrical on his finger, thinking Conner would stay at the back of the crate, but the little bugger came over to him to eat the nutrical!

Since hubby could not get him out of the crate, he drove waaaay over the speed limit to get the little guy home so he could cut the ties off.

I was home on a break from pictures when hubby came home with Conner. He was not shy at all with us!!

Just last night my husband said to me that if the breeder could see Conner now, she would be sorry she sold him to us - she would want him back!!

Everyone in my family talks about how spoiled he is - but we don't care. He is our little guy.