Hope I don't bore you all too much but this is part 2 of our story. 4 years ago my mom who works for a rescue group asked me if I wanted another dog. I had thought about it, I knew Daisy was lonely. She had lost 2 housemates so far. She took Annie very badly. We were at a car show one day and a lady was carrying a Yorkie. Daisy got all excited.... She was sure she had found Annie! I told the lady we had just lost ours and could she please bring our baby down so Daisy could see it was not Annie. Daisy was so excited until the York got close enough. Then she just sighed deeply and layed on the ground. I told my mom if she could find me a young small female I would take her. I got a call a few days later! Good grief! All they seem to ever deal with is pits and big dogs. As I was getting ready to head into Chicago to see 'her'. I got a call.... OPPS! Its a boy. I hesitated... I really wanted a girl! Hubby said go anyway! So off I went. I got there and wasn't sure if it was a York or a silky. We tended to think Silky or a cross. And small? Nope!! 12 #'s! And not even young! The adoption coordinator said about 3. I thought more like 6. This past summer we found out more like 9 or 10 at the time. But home this poor matted mess went with us. He had been found wandering the streets of Chicago, he sat for 2 months without being claimed or adopted. It is beyond me why!! Yes he was a mess but so what?? Anyway he was my gentleman. So sweet, housebroken. Could never understand what happened in his life to wind up on the streets. Then this summer he was diagnosed with 2 forms of cancer. We knew we'd have to have another dog for Daisy. She is 9 now and we didn't want her to be alone. So Sept 10th we got our puppy Keifer and hoped by having a pup we'd have our York for more than just a few years this time! Then on October 9th we had to send Cooper to the bridge. That broke all our hearts. My sweet gentleman is with Annie learning the ropes at the bridge and waiting for us. |