I'll admit, it was my mom who wanted a Yorkie. She'd wanted one for years, me? I prefered bigger dogs. Then we got Rambo from a friends mom at work. He was a dream, then I decided I'd like to have a go at showing, brought some books and descovered we had two well known, respected breeders within a few miles. Got in touch with one and got the third degree- so far so good- then I went to look at a little girl he had picked out for me to look at and I was completely smitten. That was my Myshkha, she ran across the floor, piddled and then attacked her breeders laces. Just couldnt resist. I do look at other breeds sometimes but couldnot immagine my life without one or more of these beautiful little dogs to love. |