[Deni_b]

We've not posted for a while. Three weeks ago my baby had a nasty reaction to a nasal vaccine. Took her back to vets immediately. Perscription for pills for the cough. Found out my dad (84) fell and broke his hip. We jumped into the car and drove 500 miles to help mom (82) prepare house for his comming home from convelescent center (more like a dirty jail). Meanwhile, TicTac got progressively worse. My sister recommended a local vet. Perscription for antibiotics. Took two weeks but she's her old self again. Convelescent center let me take TicTac to see daddy twice a day. She of course became the darling of the center. People came up and asked if we would visit with wives, grammas, etc. One nite before we "sprung" my dad out, a youngish woman came up to me and asked if I would let TicTac visit with her father. He was in a very bad way. TicTac tiptoed up the old mans side and layed her little head on his shoulder while the daughter helped him pet her. As we left his room together, she took my arm and asked if I had seen his face. She said it was the first time he'd smiled since he'd arrived. I gave her a big hug, so did TicTac. The next day when my mama and I broke my dad out of the place, I found out the old man Tic had visited the night before had passed away in his sleep. Thank God for Yorkies. They are truly little miracles. Even though you can't see their little wings, if you listen closley, you will hear them rustle a little.

Wishing everyone a Yorkie day, TicTac and Deni.