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Originally Posted by spina  Oh boy.....How Mia came about.
We own an apartment. Our new tenants moved in with this little dog Diggy. She was a 6 month old yorkie. She would come over quite often and play with our (much bigger) dog Ozzy. My kids and I started getting attached. Then Diggy would come over and have sleep overs, I would bathe her, feed her and basically do everything her family should have been doing all along. She became my new found friend. My daughter (mind you was only 4) completely fell in love. Until the bleak morning in December. Diggy got out of the apartment one evening. They chose not to go looking for her. (If I would have known I would have gone looking for her, in which I did numerous times.) On my way to take my kids to school the next morning my daughter saw Diggy's Little pink collar on the side of the road. (yes she was still attached) She was hit by a car not even 50 feet from our house. We were devastated. I was devastated. She is now at rest in our back yard. 
On a lighter note..... My husband made it his mission to find me a Diggy. We looked and looked. We found a puppy. We were in the process of going to go pick her up. Then the broker emails me and tells me he sold her. We had already named her Lilly Rose. But.... He had another female for me.... We drove 2 hours on a Sunday to go get her. When I got to the house he told me all of the puppies were stolen. Once again.... devastation.....I cried all the way home. Then he emailed me... he had a male. I told him I couldn't have a male, we already have an "alfa" male. I didn't want any problems. So he said ok he had a female. We met halfway, hoping we weren't getting duped... again. Any ways.... That is how we ended up with Mia Rose. I don't know if anyone will read this. But it was nice to be able to put my experience down in type.... I love to read everyones stories and look at all of the pics...Mia is my little angel....  |
I read your story I know how it feels to put it in writing. I had to put our Lhasa Poo to sleep and had a horrible broken heart. I truly feel my Lhasa Poo lead me to our Yorkie. She knew we needed eachother.