When I was a little girl, I had an aunt who raised and showed Malteses. She had a little girl named Melita, and I just thought it was the most precious dog I'd ever seen.
I was always an animal lover, and would pour over one of those books with all the different dog breeds in it, reading about their different characteristics, etc.
I felt myself more and more drawn to the terrier personality. I had never seen a yorkie, but I eventually decided that yorkies were the perfect breed for me.
It was my lifelong dream to own one, but the time and $$ was never right.
Twenty years later
we were visiting with some of my husband's family, and they had just acquired a little yorkie puppy. Omigosh....I just fell in love. I couldn't stand it....I went home and immediately started researching the breed, and looking for a local breeder.
Then, the NIGHT before I was going to go pick up Kiki, my husband's relatives contacted us, BEGGING us to take Mazie. They were not able to give her the time and attention she needed, she wasn't potty-training, etc.
At first I was very frustrated that this had not come around sooner....BEFORE I'd already committed to buying a pup of my own! BUT!!!! Of course, having them both has just been the greatest blessing, and we wouldn't trade it for the world!!!
Besides....back when I was a teen....dreaming of eventually being a yorkie owner...I always imagined myself with TWO!
Wonderful how dreams do come true sometimes, huh?!