I must confess that I used to be one of those people. The only Yorkie I had ever met was an obnoxious, needy and unfriendly little devil belonging to a former boss. In retrospect, he had assumed the personality of his mistress, who was also highly obnoxious and needy.
How we wound up with Smokey is a long story, but it was a love match made in Heaven from Day One. I never realized that so much affection, loyalty, smarts and joy could be packed into one compact and portable little gangster.
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