A lil background for those who don't know Jazzie....
She's a lil over 1 1/2 years, she spend her first 6 months or so in a puppy mill, only to be sprung out by a lady who wanted her for nothing more than to breed her and make money off of her. When Jazzie wouldn't produce puppies, she was no longer wanted
Only by the grace of God did I find out about her and God cleared the path and she is now in our home and leaving paw paw prints in our hearts every single day. Jazzie didn't know what a toy was when she came to us, didn't know how to play, didn't know what a treat was and wouldn't eat one for the longest time. She only weighed 3 pound when she came to us, she's finally up to 4 pounds 12 ounces now
Our lil Maggy is a chihuahua/yorkie mix, she's 5 pounds and just full of spunk and loves rip roaring through the house playing. It broke my heart when she'd try and play with Jazzie and Jazzie would just hide, or role over and expose her belly and shake
Poor Mags tried everything to get Jazzie to play, even brought toys to Jazzie and laid them in front of her, but even that didn't work
I've cried so many tears watching Jazzie and how "in a shell" she was. But with every new thing she did (like finally eat a treat or carry a ball, even though she didn't know what to do with it) I've cried tears of joy & have thanked God for helping her along the way. A few days ago, Jazz and Mags started to run around the livingroom together, actually looking like they were having fun
I was to afraid to move and do anything, I didn't want them to stop. Today, finally, after 2 long months, I'm so happy to report that I got woke up this morning to 2 lil munchkin butts (Mags and Jazzie) running and jumping all over my bed playing their lil hearts out. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect morning. I just laid there in bed and smiled, thanking God for such miracles in my life, and again, for helping Jazzie along the way.... They sure do make my heart smile....