I thought I wanted to be a breeder. I asked a million questions, bought a dozen books, did my homework and had all the supplies at hand I thought we might need. Three weeks ago, my sweet Sadie had 5 beautiful puppies and I thought everything was going wonderfully. The second day, I felt something was wrong, could not find a symptom that sounded any alarms to the vet until the third day when she just went down so very fast. She had gone toxic and died despite our vet's efforts to save her. I knew there were risks, but Sadie was a big girl, 6 to 6.5 pounds and very healthy. I fooled myself into thinking she was somehow invincible and nothing could happen to her. Be very sure you are willing to give up your little Daisy before you breed her. Maybe you could just buy your sister a Yorkie from an established breeder?
I love these precious little puppies I am bottle feeding, but if I could turn back time, I would have spayed Sadie and she would still be curled up on my lap. I don't think I can be a breeder. I am thankful some do, so I can have my Yorkies, but I just don't think I can put their lives in jeopardy after getting so attached to them. |