I have what I like to call a cupcake.... he was not bred to be teacup... he was bred to be a healthy yorkie, he just happened to miss out on some growth genes.
I'm getting so frustrated with people asking me if he's a teacup, that I'm thinking soon I'm going to start saying, "no my teacups are in my cupboard" or some sort of snarky remark. It's just not my style though, I like to be informative and polite, but gosh these people make me want to bash my head in the wall.
__________________ Kendra Harley, you were the light in my life, rest peacefully my love! |