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I'm going to come clean here. Before I officially adopted Thor, I did not get people who treated their dogs like babies. I thought doggy daycare was silly. I cringed when I visited someone's house and discovered a tiny little dog with enormous baskets of toys. I sneered at dogs dressed in designer outfits.

And now, in six short weeks, I have become what I despised. A fawning, yorkie-obsessed, dog-dressing mommy!

I've been surprised at how much more I loved Thor once he was officially mine. I mean, I loved him like a dog before, but now I love him like, well, a baby.

I'm mostly amused at myself and how quickly my snobbery has gotten turned on its head. I do struggle with it a bit though because what bothered me so much about Thor's former owner was that she didn't seem to recognize that Thor was a dog. She got that he was adorable, dressable, portable, but she wasn't big on parks, or walks, or obedience training, or any of the stuff you generally do with DOGS. The ONE thing she taught Thor really well is tolerate clothing. He doesn't like you touching his paws, but if you need to yank his forelegs through a tiny pleather jacket, he'll sit calmly and wait for the insanity to pass. When I got him, he didn't know the Sit command, but he had an impressive wardrobe.

So I told myself that my mission would be to celebrate that Thor is a DOG before all else. I want him to get dirty, dig holes, chase birds, play with others of his kind, that kind of thing.

So I'm caught between my mission statement and my burning desire to get just the right pet case carrier. I feel like maybe I should buy Thor a little doggy tux just in case he gets invited to a wedding. I know he hates shoes, but darn, does he look cute when he's wearing them.

I don't know where I'm going with this. When is a yorkie your fussy little baby, and when is he just a yorkie? That is the question. Do you ever struggle with this? Have you always been a yorkie mamma at heart?