My parents weren't really dog people before I got Max. In fact, my dad said 'no dogs in the house' when I told them that I was getting a yorkie. Since I live 5-6 hours away from them I told them that I wouldn't be visiting much then. My mom convinced my dad that yorkies are small and they don't shed so there shouldn't be a problem. So when they first met Max they both, but especially my dad, became so attached to him. He built Max steps and covered them in carpeting so that he could easily get on and off the bed. When Max visits, they make sure that the plants are removed from the window sill in their living room (it's a big window sill) and that Max's bed and toys are placed in the middle so that Max has his favorite spot to relax and look out the window. And since Max HATES winter weather and snow my dad clears paths for him so that he doesn't have to walk in the snow AND then he carries Max back into the house in his coat so he doesn't get cold. So saying that Max has won over my dad is a bit of an understatement
