I wanted a yorkie since I was a little girl. I gave my best friend a toy yorkie for her birthday that had long flowing hair and an adorable face. I found that I used to play with it every time I went to her house. I knew I wanted a yorkie. Fast forward 20+ish give or take years after getting married, my husband and I knew we wanted a dog. He wanted a husky or something big and "manly" but after months I convinced him: small dog=small poop and that most of the small dogs on my list were non-shedding, which would be cleaner. I was obsessed with finding a yorkie for a number of months though I must admit, I didn't know very much about the breed. I almost got scammed by being too enthusiastic about an email that was too good to be true, but the photo's they sent me of the puppy i was interested in were clearly different dogs. Finally I found an ad in the San Jose Mercury for a local litter of puppies. My husband and I just went to "look" and we returned with Genghis. He has been the most lovey dog I've ever had. |