I had grown up with cockers and mini schnauzers and was used to smaller sized dogs. Back when we were dating my husband fell in love with the family schnauzers. They were his first time being around dogs. We knew they would have to stay with my mom when we got our orders to Germany because they were super seniors (11 and 13 years) and just too fragile to make the journey with us.
In Germany I really missed having fur kids running around the house so we started looking for schnauzers of our own. Low and behold the husband and his friends had each been selected for deployments and one of our friends (a couple) needed a puppy sitter for their yorkie Honey. He was deploying and she had to go home to get everything set up for their move back to the states. (They had less than 20 days after he got back to move). Since I had tons of experience with small pups I said I would take her while they were gone.
It was a rough deployment for me for sure. Lost use of a hand, lost my grandfather, heat went out of the house during winter, I was newly married, and I was living in a foreign country where I knew no one and had only been there for 3 months prior. That amazing lil fur butt somehow kept me sane and comforted me. I'm not sure how I would have made it without her there. My husband finished his tour early and he got to come home and experience having a yorkie running around our home. After having her live with us he decided then and there that we would only have yorkies!
After searching for a bit a friend of a friend was active in the yorkie community in Germany and knew of a breeder trying to get rid of a "runt". She drove two hours each way to pick up the pup just so we could meet him because the breeder didn't feel comfortable with strange Americans in her house but was willing to sell a "runt" to Americans. It was LOVE at first sight. Teddy crawled all over us and even hopped into my purse as if to say lets go home mom! |