Talk about clueless, we wanted to get Megan a puppy for her birthday so we went to the pet store, not even knowing what breed we would get. We picked out the cutest one, who happened to be a yorkie. (Hubby did say he wanted a yorkie, I'd never heard of them). Of course you all know Bandit was very sick and died a month after we got him. I always learn my lessons the hard way!
Tucker came from a breeder a few miles from our house. He is big for a yorkie (9lbs) and his ears never stood up, but we love him to death. And he is as healthy as a horse! |