I had a dog at one time not a yorkie. He would steal anything he saw someone put down. He brought home a new car radio that my brother put down . He brought us wallets , shoes , socks and food.. We had to go around our street and give people there items back. It got to the point that they would just come to our house and look in his dog box. Thank goodness everyone on the street was related to me or friends. Never could get him to stop . He passed away at 17 yrs old . I still miss him. |