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cajungal · 10-12-2005, 07:36 AM

I had a Yorkie named; Lacey. Her full name was Lacey Azalia Francais on her papers. My parents surprized me with her when I was still in high school. They paid $400 for her at the pet store in Houma. She was only 6 weeks old.

Sadly, after 13 years of having Lacey, she was diagnosed with kidney failure right before Easter this year. We tried everything to prolong her life. But, she got sicker. She was barely holding on to 2 pounds and would not eat for anything. She barely wanted to get out of her dog bed towards the end. I am crying as I write this. I guess she knew the end was near, because the day before her death, she got her dog bed. And scratched on my mom's leg for her to pick her up. My mom ended up putting her to sleep the next day. She was suffering too bad and there was no hope. It was June 30th this year. Just 5 days after my birthday.

Lacey was such a great dog and so smart. Before I got my car and my mom was still driving me to work, she used to come ride with me every single day. She loved to ride. And don't even think about putting her in the backseat. She had to ride with her little body on my mom's shoulder while driving. And when I would sometimes go through the drive thu to get something to eat, she would be barking so loud that the workers could not hear my order.

She was a smart little dog. She knew all the dogs by name in the neighborhood. Her favorite was Buster. A bloodhound. We used to say that was Lacey's boyfriend. Everytime I would say Buster, her ears would go up, she would run to the window to see if he was in our yard. Lacey used to love to show off. Whenever we had company over and if the attention was not on her, she would go get her blanket from her dog bed. And she would put in on your foot. Then, if you were still not paying attention, she would put it over her head. Pretend she was a ghost and would run all over barking because she could not get it off. Oh, and she used to toss her bone in the air like it was a basketball. We always used to joke about getting her a basketball goal. For Christmas, she used to open up her own gifts. And for Halloween, we dressed her as a clown. Even though, the hat would be too big and start falling off. She used to take turns sleeping with us every night. She would play games with my dad and start taking his covers off. My dad would put his covers back on and she would take them back off. Until she tired herself out and went to sleep. Lacey also slept at Sears with me once. Long story. It was after Hurricane Andrew hit here and we were looking for a generator.

Anyway, I decided to join to help my grieving process. We are looking for another Yorkie right now. Hopefully, right before Christmas. Another female yorkie puppy. So far we had no luck finding one around the Houma-Thibodaux Louisana area. The pet store is getting a shipment in. But, they are asking for $850. There is no way we can afford that. We only paid $400 for Lacey but that was 13 years ago. And now the prices are outrageous. I just hope we can find one for a good price soon. I already have the name picked out. Chloe Cheyenne.

10-12-2005, 07:36 AM	#1
cajungal YT Addict Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Schriever, Louisiana Posts: 404	My first post I had a Yorkie named; Lacey. Her full name was Lacey Azalia Francais on her papers. My parents surprized me with her when I was still in high school. They paid $400 for her at the pet store in Houma. She was only 6 weeks old. Sadly, after 13 years of having Lacey, she was diagnosed with kidney failure right before Easter this year. We tried everything to prolong her life. But, she got sicker. She was barely holding on to 2 pounds and would not eat for anything. She barely wanted to get out of her dog bed towards the end. I am crying as I write this. I guess she knew the end was near, because the day before her death, she got her dog bed. And scratched on my mom's leg for her to pick her up. My mom ended up putting her to sleep the next day. She was suffering too bad and there was no hope. It was June 30th this year. Just 5 days after my birthday. Lacey was such a great dog and so smart. Before I got my car and my mom was still driving me to work, she used to come ride with me every single day. She loved to ride. And don't even think about putting her in the backseat. She had to ride with her little body on my mom's shoulder while driving. And when I would sometimes go through the drive thu to get something to eat, she would be barking so loud that the workers could not hear my order. She was a smart little dog. She knew all the dogs by name in the neighborhood. Her favorite was Buster. A bloodhound. We used to say that was Lacey's boyfriend. Everytime I would say Buster, her ears would go up, she would run to the window to see if he was in our yard. Lacey used to love to show off. Whenever we had company over and if the attention was not on her, she would go get her blanket from her dog bed. And she would put in on your foot. Then, if you were still not paying attention, she would put it over her head. Pretend she was a ghost and would run all over barking because she could not get it off. Oh, and she used to toss her bone in the air like it was a basketball. We always used to joke about getting her a basketball goal. For Christmas, she used to open up her own gifts. And for Halloween, we dressed her as a clown. Even though, the hat would be too big and start falling off. She used to take turns sleeping with us every night. She would play games with my dad and start taking his covers off. My dad would put his covers back on and she would take them back off. Until she tired herself out and went to sleep. Lacey also slept at Sears with me once. Long story. It was after Hurricane Andrew hit here and we were looking for a generator. Anyway, I decided to join to help my grieving process. We are looking for another Yorkie right now. Hopefully, right before Christmas. Another female yorkie puppy. So far we had no luck finding one around the Houma-Thibodaux Louisana area. The pet store is getting a shipment in. But, they are asking for $850. There is no way we can afford that. We only paid $400 for Lacey but that was 13 years ago. And now the prices are outrageous. I just hope we can find one for a good price soon. I already have the name picked out. Chloe Cheyenne.