I was here awhile ago. I'd wanted a tiny yorkie of my own. I started haunting the local animal shelter (so sad), and finally adopted a mix breed dog with possibly some yorkie or other terrier in him.
He was not the dog I 'wanted'. He was to big for me etc... I can't pick him up the hubby has to etc.. but he was left outside to die of Parvo and I felt so bad we took him home.
Now 2 years later he's been the dog I needed. He is now my service dog. For the past 21 years since the accident I have not been able to leave my house alone. I get lost. The dog brings me home. Best of all the dog can get me from the store to my car!! He can also get me out of the store!! I have not shopped without someone in over 2 decades and now I can!!
We walk daily and I'm going further and further from home with him by my side.
I am free and my doggy gave me that. He wasn't the yorkie I wanted and still hope to get one day but he is the doggy I needed
Anyway here's my Sharkey baby.
