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pimpmamalana · 11-04-2010, 09:31 AM

I don't even want to admit how Zoe came into my life. I didn't even tell this story to anyone in real life, besides my parents.

There is a lot of background info that goes along with how I got Zoe.

I have wanted a little yorkie since I was a little girl. My parents always said no. They are "big" dog people.

When I got married, my husband and I decided to get a dog. He has always wanted a Bull Terrier. I didn't put up much of a fight, I just wanted us to get our first dog together. He came home one day and said "guess where we are going?". We went to the breeder's house and got our first Bull Terrier, Moose. He was my baby, loved him so much. He died while we were on vacation just one year later. The kennel had somehow let him out and I think he got hit by a car. We found his body by the road the day we got home from Hawaii. That kennel is now closed for good.

As you can imagine I was devastated, I couldnt eat, sleep, or even talk for weeks. I finally called the breeder to let her know, since we had been updating her regularly on Moose's progress. She informed me that she had another litter from the same mother and father, but that this was the last litter she would do from the mother. I wasn't totally ready to get another puppy but I the idea of having another puppy from the same parents really appealed to me. So I picked Bruce out when he was just 3 weeks old. When he finally got to come home at 8 weeks, he was just so precious. We babied him so much since we had lost his older brother. But it was nice to have a dog in the house again.

About 6 months later we thought it would be a good idea to get Bruce a playmate. I brought up the idea of a yorkie again but my husband thought it would be better to get another Bull Terrier. And so we got Lily, a brindle female. I never liked her from the start. She was just not right and I think she was inbred. She was from a BYB, not like the great breeder we got Bruce from. She as extremely hard to train and never really bonded with us or even Bruce.

Anyways, about 7 months ago, I started having really bad baby fever. When I told my husband I wanted a baby, he was like deer in headlights! He said he didnt feel quite ready to be a dad. We made a list of things we wanted to accomplish before we started a family. I was happy with that and it made a lot of sense. But it didnt help the baby fever. My husband was actually the one to bring up the idea of a yorkie instead of a baby

I was thrilled! I was finally going to get my yorkie. I was stupid and didnt want to wait another second to get a puppy. I went to a pet store and they had 2 little girls. I spent the entire day there and I finally picked one as they were closing. I was so happy!

I introduced her slowly to the other dogs, only letting them see her for a few minutes at a time. Bruce loved her right away. He was gentle and curious. Lily didnt pay any attention to her. Well when I was at work, my husband put the new puppy down and was playing with her and Bruce. They were having a great time until Lily came up and attacked the puppy. She killed her instantly. My husband and I were devastated. We only had her for 5 days.

It was like when Moose died all over again. I couldn't eat, sleep, or even speak, again. I couldn't look at Lily. I told my husband she had to go. He ended up finding her a great home and he told them the whole situation. They loved her regardless. She is actually doing a lot better with them than she ever did with us.

I still wanted another yorkie puppy but I was terrified to loose another dog. I found a really great breeder in the area and contacted her about a puppy. I went to her house "just to look". There were 7 puppies but there was one that just really stood out to me. Most of them were already spoken for, but it just so happened that the one I liked was the one the breeder planned on keeping. She wanted to keep her as a pet because she knew she would be too small to breed. She saw the look in my eyes when I held that puppy. I was totally head over heels in love. She let me put a deposit down on her. I was the happiest I have ever been in my life! But terrified at the same time.

I picked her up at 12 weeks. She was perfect. I loved her so much already and I vowed to never let anything happen to her. I chose the name Zoe for many reasons, but one was that the meaning is "life".

I didn't even let Bruce see her for 2 weeks. When I did introduce them I was so scared. But he was so gentle with her. So I let him see her more and more over the next 6 weeks. They became best friends. And now, at 8 months, I don't have a single worry in my mind when they are together.

It makes me sad to write this long story, but I truly believe that Zoe was meant to be in my life, as well as Bruce. I acquired both of them through tragedy but they have truly been the light of my life. I love them both with all my heart.

11-04-2010, 09:31 AM	#41
pimpmamalana Donating Senior Yorkie Talker Join Date: May 2010 Location: New Mexico Posts: 362	Sorry its so long! I don't even want to admit how Zoe came into my life. I didn't even tell this story to anyone in real life, besides my parents. There is a lot of background info that goes along with how I got Zoe. I have wanted a little yorkie since I was a little girl. My parents always said no. They are "big" dog people. When I got married, my husband and I decided to get a dog. He has always wanted a Bull Terrier. I didn't put up much of a fight, I just wanted us to get our first dog together. He came home one day and said "guess where we are going?". We went to the breeder's house and got our first Bull Terrier, Moose. He was my baby, loved him so much. He died while we were on vacation just one year later. The kennel had somehow let him out and I think he got hit by a car. We found his body by the road the day we got home from Hawaii. That kennel is now closed for good. As you can imagine I was devastated, I couldnt eat, sleep, or even talk for weeks. I finally called the breeder to let her know, since we had been updating her regularly on Moose's progress. She informed me that she had another litter from the same mother and father, but that this was the last litter she would do from the mother. I wasn't totally ready to get another puppy but I the idea of having another puppy from the same parents really appealed to me. So I picked Bruce out when he was just 3 weeks old. When he finally got to come home at 8 weeks, he was just so precious. We babied him so much since we had lost his older brother. But it was nice to have a dog in the house again. About 6 months later we thought it would be a good idea to get Bruce a playmate. I brought up the idea of a yorkie again but my husband thought it would be better to get another Bull Terrier. And so we got Lily, a brindle female. I never liked her from the start. She was just not right and I think she was inbred. She was from a BYB, not like the great breeder we got Bruce from. She as extremely hard to train and never really bonded with us or even Bruce. Anyways, about 7 months ago, I started having really bad baby fever. When I told my husband I wanted a baby, he was like deer in headlights! He said he didnt feel quite ready to be a dad. We made a list of things we wanted to accomplish before we started a family. I was happy with that and it made a lot of sense. But it didnt help the baby fever. My husband was actually the one to bring up the idea of a yorkie instead of a baby I was thrilled! I was finally going to get my yorkie. I was stupid and didnt want to wait another second to get a puppy. I went to a pet store and they had 2 little girls. I spent the entire day there and I finally picked one as they were closing. I was so happy! I introduced her slowly to the other dogs, only letting them see her for a few minutes at a time. Bruce loved her right away. He was gentle and curious. Lily didnt pay any attention to her. Well when I was at work, my husband put the new puppy down and was playing with her and Bruce. They were having a great time until Lily came up and attacked the puppy. She killed her instantly. My husband and I were devastated. We only had her for 5 days. It was like when Moose died all over again. I couldn't eat, sleep, or even speak, again. I couldn't look at Lily. I told my husband she had to go. He ended up finding her a great home and he told them the whole situation. They loved her regardless. She is actually doing a lot better with them than she ever did with us. I still wanted another yorkie puppy but I was terrified to loose another dog. I found a really great breeder in the area and contacted her about a puppy. I went to her house "just to look". There were 7 puppies but there was one that just really stood out to me. Most of them were already spoken for, but it just so happened that the one I liked was the one the breeder planned on keeping. She wanted to keep her as a pet because she knew she would be too small to breed. She saw the look in my eyes when I held that puppy. I was totally head over heels in love. She let me put a deposit down on her. I was the happiest I have ever been in my life! But terrified at the same time. I picked her up at 12 weeks. She was perfect. I loved her so much already and I vowed to never let anything happen to her. I chose the name Zoe for many reasons, but one was that the meaning is "life". I didn't even let Bruce see her for 2 weeks. When I did introduce them I was so scared. But he was so gentle with her. So I let him see her more and more over the next 6 weeks. They became best friends. And now, at 8 months, I don't have a single worry in my mind when they are together. It makes me sad to write this long story, but I truly believe that Zoe was meant to be in my life, as well as Bruce. I acquired both of them through tragedy but they have truly been the light of my life. I love them both with all my heart.