Our first yorkie Gina went everywhere with us. What fun we had. When she passed we got Zoey who wanted to play constantly - barking and barking until I went out and played. At about 9 mos I got her a friend - a rescue Maltese boy. I knew she would be the boss so I wanted a boy. I thought she would play with the new guy. Wrong. She likes him - bosses him around but still I'm the go to.
Unfortunately, he cries constantly when in the car. We can't take them anyplace so they never get to go except to the nearby dog park. I love our boy but wish I had just one so we could do things together.
__________________  RIP my darling little Gina |