My husband and my daughter forced getting a yorkie upon me. after having our dachsund Frank E Footer for 14 years, I seriously did not want to raise another dog. It had been 5 years since frank passed and my daughter and my husband saw little Bella. My daughter called me and pleaded, I adamantly refused, another call, another plead, "no" again. Then she sent me a cell phone picture. OMG what a cute puff she was. But I had to play the tough Mom, I said whatever but I am not responsible for her care, like I was with Frank. Well they walked in the door with her and I fell in love. And the only things I don't do is walk her. My husband and daughter do this ( I am handicapped and have a hard time walking). And picking up her little poopy accidents when they occur (their job also). She is my baby. And I am working on saving for one more. They are definetly precious and precocious little ones.
