[wemple2]

My hubby and I went to a party many years ago...in walks my girlfriend wearing a pair of bib jeans, and in the front pocket was a Yorkie pup peeking out. I knew then and there that I would have a Yorkie some day, some way. At the time we lived in an apartment, so I waited...until we bought a house. Times were not easy, money was tight...so I waited...until the night I won the jack-pot at the local Bingo parlor. Hubby said I could spend it on anything I wanted...and I wanted a Yorkie. That was in 1992...his name was Spencer...he was the love of our life's...he meant everything to us. Sadly he passed away...we were both devastated for months, we swore we would never get another...it hurt so bad to lose him. Then it dawned on us, we were being selfish...we could give another Yorkie a home, a forever...loving home...so we got Winston. Bless his little heart...he has stolen ours. Now I know that I will never be Yorkieless...I will forever and always have and love Yorkies...