My husband asked me not to "take care" of my friends yorkies anymore because they never went home. lol I finally placed two with my friend after I house trained them and took my time spoiling them. Then I took care of Me-Me who has PDA and called my friend on her vacation and told her she'd have to pry her out of my cold dead hands. I fell so in love with her. I didn't care if she might need heart sergury. She just fit in my arms so much. My friend laughed and said "happy birthday", she's yours. The funniest time was when I walked in with Harry, who was a hairless chinese crested and had almost no hair. Perfect name for him. lol |