Well obviously, from everyones
multiple replies to this thread, there is no such thing as one "cutest" thing our yorkies do. There definitely are too many to choose from. But here are ones that top my charts; one for each of my fur-kids......
Lucky - ever since we got him at the age of 14 weeks, he didn't claim a spot on my lap to snuggle up to sleep. Nope, when I sit on the couch, Lucky has always climbed up to my shoulders and then down onto my chest to lay down to sleep. Now I am not SO well endowed, so inevitably I always end up crossing my arms across my chest for added leverage to hold him up there
He's done this since day one..............and is now 4 years old.
Toby - My Toby is like no other dog I have ever had. He is the sweetest, and I mean sweetest little guy ever! My favorite thing (well okay, there are two
things) about him is 1. He doesn't give kisses. How can no kisses be a favorite you ask
? Well instead of jumping & climbing all over me like a crazy dog when I come home (like Lucky & Halle....which I do love them to do BTW), Toby will excitedly, but gently climb up my chest til we are face to face & when I coo at him to give me kisses, instead he will use his paw to gently touch my face and as I continue to talk to him sweetly, he will end up pawing at his own face like he's being shy or something. It is just to sweet and so cute. Another little quirk he has that I've never seen before is that it is very rare that he will go outside without taking a toy with him. When we let the dogs know it's time to go outside, Toby will surely run and grab the nearest toy to him to take along. There have been many times that after walking around the backyard, I'd come back in with a handful of "lost" toys.
Halle - Well aside from just plain being my "cute" little girl, the cutest thing that comes to mind is her greeting when we come home. We keep them gated in the hall/bedrooms area while we're gone. As we come in the patio doors, we can already hear the boys barking..............and Halle's very high pitched, shrill bark, yip, whatever you might call it! Wow, I'm surprised it doesn't shatter the windows. When I get to the gate she is still greeting me at the top of her lungs & jumping quite high, and she really doesn't quite down until she's up in my lap smothering me in kisses. As shrill as her greeting is, it is music to my ears and heaven to come home to.