I had been looking to get a dog for a while. I had a dalmatian when I was little which was a horrible experience because he would destroy everything. Everyone in my family agreed after that, that we would never get another dog. About 6 months ago I realized that I now had time on my hands after starting college, and I wanted something to care of, but since I am too young to have kids and don't have anyone to have kids with I just thought a dog would be the best thing. I asked my parents because I still live with them but they said no, even though I was willing to pay for it. Well after a couple weeks of convincing they finally said yes. I started looking at pet stores ( I didn't know what I do now) but the prices seemed crazy. At the time I was looking for either a maltese or a yorkie, but then that week I met a maltese which would bark and bite which kind of turned me off to the breed, so I was focusing on getting a yorkie. I wasn't necessarily looking for a "tea-cup" I wanted one more sturdy. Then out of coincidence I was eating breakfast at a cafe and the classified section was right in front of me. I called a couple numbers, one was a 6 month old yorkie, but the guy seemed very anxious to get rid of it. So then I called the next number and happened to stumble on a breeder. She gave me an excellent price and was very helpful, informative, and professional. She shows Yorkies and I went to her home which was spot clean, showed me the parents and the other babies from the litter. When I saw Dino I knew he was the one I wanted he was one of the larger ones and had this confident attitude about him. Since I got him I have never turned back, everyone in my family absolutely adores Dino, even my brother which is not much of an animal lover. The main blessing he has been to me is that he has given energy to my sickly grandparents. Before I got Dino all they would do is watch tv all day and complain about aches and pains. Now I take Dino over almost everyday and they both get up, start throwing balls for him to catch, carry him, and they smiles. It is funny because when I get there they have his bowl filled with water, some snacks, and his favorite toys waiting for him. When I don't go they get sad....
He has truly been such a blessing to everyone in my family. |