My Ole Girl was 16 last July and one day she just didn't wake up. I was devastated and cried daily for her. My husband told me that I needed a puppy to help with the sadness. I didn't think I wanted another poodle since there was so much grooming involved and all the ladies at the campground had yorkies and morkies and I loved how they were and the fact that there wasn't much grooming. So, I looked and looked at breeders in my area but didn't find what I wanted. Then one day while I was searching for yorkies I came upon a photo of a parti-yorkie, boy was I hooked! I found an area breeder, sent an email asking if she had any puppies but didn't get a response. About a month later she emailed me back and said she had a litter of 3, 2 males and a female. Female was already taken so I had the choice of the two boys. They were just wee babies at the time so I couldn't go see them, but I knew from the photos she sent me which one I wanted. Two months later Boomer (his name at the time) came home with me. He has been my best buddy since. Little did I know that there is much more grooming with a cotton coated yorkie than there is with a poodle! Fooled me good! Wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.
__________________ Gunner  Love of my life.
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