My husband was sort of like that, we both grew up on farms, with big working dogs that stayed outside. At first Richard teased me about my Foo Foo dog. But, tiny Wilbee with his mighty terrier spirit and intelligence, won him over. Richard was Yorkie Fan until the day he died. We even had to sneak Noah (our Yorkie at that time) into his hospital room. The wonderful nurses helped us, so he could say good bye to Noah. |