I got my first Yorkie (Teddy) in 1998. He was a perfect little guy. Topped out at 6lbs. He was laid back, loved people, loved to travel with us. He was easy to train--just wanted to please. Loved to play and chase a ball outside. He would bring the ball back to me and wait for me to throw it again. Loved to play and I loved playing outside with him. He passed away in 2013. I was absolutely devastated and stated that I would NEVER get another Yorkie. Well, guess what? I got Gidget in March 2016. When I decided to get another Yorkie, I knew I wouldn't get another male. I wanted another dog but not a replacement for Teddy. He has a place in my heart that can't be filled by another furbaby. So, I got a female. Gidget is the love of my life, goes with me everywhere and is my ESA. But, she's nothing like Teddy. A completely different personality. She doesn't like to chase balls. She can't understand the purpose of chasing a ball. She can be a little stubborn at times and acts like a little 5lb Diva. She's in my lap right now and will stay here until I decide to get up. She's so special and she already has a place in my heart but it's her OWN place. If I had gotten another male I'm afraid I would always be comparing him to Teddy. There is no way I can even think about comparing Teddy and Gidget. Two different personalities but two very special Yorkies. |