Ugh! Yorkies are a terrible decision! (just kidding)
They'll rob you of your bed, leaving you to sleep on a 3" x 6" corner of your mattress.
You'll melt uncontrollably every time they look up at you with those big, black eyes.
You'll spend endless amounts of money on dog clothes just to have them roll in the dirt with their sunday dress on.
Your friends have to stand because your Yorkie is sleeping peacefully on the couch.
You'll resign to eating macoroni and cheese because your yorkie needed a new dog bed (the other 6 weren't good enough) or that new grooming brush looks gentler on her fur than the last 3 you bought.
You'll develop carpal tunnel because the urge to constantly pet them is just too strong.
Your IQ will drop dramatically when you begin speaking to your yorkie in either baby talk or like a human and you'll be convinced they understand (throw your sanity in there too)
You'll leave work early to check on your Yorkie, call the pet sitter every hour when you're out of town and have your vet on speed dial just because the mere thought of something being wrong is unbearable.
Your moisturizer will be replaced with dog saliva and somehow you're ok with this.
Did I miss anything ladies?