Well I guess my favourite memory would be the day I first saw my first yorkie girl Myshkha. Her breeder came in with this tiny ball of fluff and put her on the floor, she bounced off around the room, then back over towards us before peeing on the floor and after relieving herself she grabbed her breeders shoelace and started killing it. She was just so cheeky, and she never lost it all her life. |