The story of your brother reminds me of me. I was not an animal lover. Growing up we always had at least 4 huge, very smelly dogs. I always hated it when it was my turn to feed them. I have a son who kept begging for a dog. I told him he could not have one until he was 10 years old. One weekend we babysat a beagle at our house, and when our friend came and picked it up, my son sat in the driveway crying for the dog. So I told him he could have a dog for his 9th birthday, but that it would have to be a small dog. We did all kinds of research, and the Toy Yorkie seemed like the best best to me. We went to a breeder I found and I let John pick out the puppy he wanted. Literally, from the second that baby got in our car I was hooked. I cannot believe how much I love this precious little animal. He is just like a baby to me. I can't imagine life without him.
Having Minoot has taught me a huge lesson. Love no matter what. Our baby jumps circles each time he sees us, his little tail wags constantly. He loves us no matter what. People can learn alot from these little precious animals. If I had the money, I would have an entire farm of Yorkies!
Sorry this was so long...
Lisa |