Yorkies are the #1 stolen breed

[mimimomo]

Saw this on FB:

http://theilovedogssite.com/10-most-...en-dog-breeds/

According to the American Kennel Club, dog theft is on the rise. In fact, AKC has been tracking dog napping since 2007, and there was a 31% increase in 2013. It’s a scary thought, as we’d never want anyone to get their hands on our furry friends and do them harm. But why are people stealing dogs anyway? There are a number of reasons – all of them for money. Some dogs are stolen to be used in illegal fighting rings and training methods, but most others are re-sold as pets for a lot of cash or even bred so that puppies can be sold for even more money. Some breeds have been determined to be higher targets than others, but all dog owners should be aware. It’s important to keep in mind this list of breeds, however, so you can help keep your pet safe from these terrible thieves.

#1 – Yorkshire Terrier

It’s no surprise Yorkies are a popular choice for dog thieves. These little guys are adorable, and can be sold to unsuspecting buyers (whom unfortunately haven’t done their research to go to a reputable breeder) for up to $2,500.

[yorkietalkjilly]

Scary as heck! I'm certain the December after I got Tibbe a car full of 4 adults tried to steal him from my back yard as they scoped him out first by driving by slowly in the alley. He was running around barking at the car, looking so cute and they were all scooted over close to the car windows on that side, smiling at him. I was sitting on the couch in the den watching Tibbe out the window and saw them all looking at him and after a bit, drove on. A short while later, there they were coming slowly back down the alley, stopping by my back fence and a grown man and woman got out from the back seat of the car and approached the back yard boat gate, which at the time, had no lock on it. Tibbe was moving away from them toward the center of the yard and myself, watching from the den window, panicked and jumped up, ran from the den out into the Utility Room and out the back door and off the porch into the yard screaming at the top of my lungs to get away from my gate and my dog - or something like that - and they didn't even look up at me - just both dashed back into the car and the driver sped off, burning rubber as he did.

Since then, there are locks on the gates and he's never out back alone w/out me standing in the yard or on the back porch or in the back door. I never allow strangers to hold him as they might just take off with him - and besides, he's a nervous jumper & if they don't hold him as securely as he likes, he might try to jump out of their arms - so I keep a wary eye out when we're out and about when other folks are around. You never know who is eyeing your dog as a target!

[matese]

Thanks for the heads up.

[MissPixi]

It makes me sick to even think about! We all do need to be very aware of our surroundings at all times...
Our little one count on us to make good decisions and to keep them safe and healthy!

[chachi]

Its an alarming figure but I hope it doesnt paralyze yorkie owners into not letting people pet or come near their yorkies or not do things they would normally do out of fear there pets will be stolen because the chances of it happening are slim. They should be cautious but not doing things out of fear

[joyce evans]

I do not take Hannah any where but the vet because of this. She always has her harness on with me at the other end and usually in my arms or the vets. I used to take her to my moms but the thought of her running out the door was just to much for me. I would love to take her everywhere and show her off but I am just to darn over protective I guess. Selfish too! I don't need anyone to gawk at her but me. When I have company over I usually put her in her x-pen in my bedroom and no one is allowed to touch her unless I am there. And that is with family and close friends. She does have a tendency to want to jump out of others arms so I take no chances with her. She's mine, mine and all mine. Sounds terrible I know!

[yorkietalkjilly]

It's kind of scary to take such a tiny dog out in public sometimes. Once in the pharmacy when I just ran in to leave a prescription, I had to wait in line before I could hand it over and I had Tibbe held to my side in one arm and a small kid came up a grabbed onto & pulled his little hind leg and held on! Another time, a strange woman who said she just loves Yorkies and was cooing and gooing flat tried to pull him right out of my arms and I held fast, telling her "no, no". Another woman just walked up, grabbed his face in one hand & kissed him right on the lips as I held him in my arms while on the sidewalk, saying he was so cute she couldn't help herself.

Some strangers can be very reckless around these fragile little dogs and you have to be wary of what they might do. It's true most people don't try anything at all, let alone something scary, but when they do, your dog could be the loser.

[docmartin]

May I introduce my friend Herman ...

[yorkietalkjilly]

Originally Posted by docmartin

May I introduce my friend Herman ...

Wow! What a tall, dark & handsome Dobie, Martin!

[joyce evans]

Originally Posted by docmartin

May I introduce my friend Herman ...

Herman is very handsome! Is he yours Doc?

[docmartin]

Originally Posted by yorkietalkjilly

Wow! What a tall, dark & handsome Dobie, Martin!

I had one, 'Bruno' back in 77, through to '82. He'd been brutalised in the South African diamond mines as a pack killer and I took him on during a time of great personal disruption to my life. I was told he was too soft to make a good assassin! That said, he was incredibly protective towards me right from the start when I look back on it? Especially when I was ambushed one night on the Lancashire moors by a gang of car jackers. One punched me savagely and then broke two ribs kicking me, while my glasses frames stood upright from where they'd been sunk in my face. I'd stopped to help what I mistakenly thought was a 'crash' at a particularly lonely spot halfway twixt Sheffield and Leeds in the 'Snake' pass at around 2am, on a frozen moonlit night.

Incredibly the dog did nothing and kept silent until one of them jumped into my vehicle, without checking what was on the back seat. The awful sounds of his howling as he held my assailant by the back of the neck with those huge teeth and his screams in accompaniment will live with me forever. His accomplices were terrified too and beat it fast. They left the bloodied thug cringing and whimpering as 'Bruno' maintained his neck hold, now face down to the road as he spilled out of the car, as I opened the back door.

Although we'd never even rehearsed this part of his training he did 'desist' when I called out ophuo (offo) in Africanse. He then stood between, us his ears absolutely upright, the true embodiment of evil, his breath steaming, frightening but magnificent with the moonlight on his back. I was transfixed, it was like countenancing the very Hound of the Baskervilles!

I left this awful man crying and trembling like a baby, blood gushing from his neck, one finger almost severed, sobbing for pity and drove away without remorse. Later I had 12 stitches and many splinters from those fractured glasses taken from my cheek. The ribs took months of pain to mend and I only had one arm to start with anyway! I probably owe him my life, as this gang was homicidal on other occasions.

The uncanny thing was the way he'd remained silent in the blackness, coiled on the back seat of the Roller, I was using then, just waiting his opportunity to strike, more like an upstanding King Cobra than a canine - believe me those teeth are truly fearsome.

Bruno, well he lived with me and then my late wife after we married and was brilliant with both the Cats and all the kittens we had. He died in my arms following a massive stroke. The Vet thought he was about ten. My friend and I'll never forget him. RIP dear Bruno, my saviour.

(Wow sorry this has gone on bit, and forgive me for transgressing the threads story, but I've never recounted this before - too painful to recall I guess?)

[windwalker]

Not a good way to have a long healthy life if you pick the wrong person to steal from, some of us protect our families!

[docmartin]

Originally Posted by joyce evans

Herman is very handsome! Is he yours Doc?

No here's one of the old chap, a friend of mine took (he was a press photographer) and was scared stiff of dogs! Bruno loved him though! It's a great picture I think and we have it on the wall in the study here!

[yorkietalkjilly]

Originally Posted by docmartin

I had one, 'Bruno' back in 77, through to '82. He'd been brutalised in the South African diamond mines as a pack killer and I took him on during a time of great personal disruption to my life. I was told he was too soft to make a good assassin! That said, he was incredibly protective towards me right from the start when I look back on it? Especially when I was ambushed one night on the Lancashire moors by a gang of car jackers. One punched me savagely and then broke two ribs kicking me, while my glasses frames stood upright from where they'd been sunk in my face. I'd stopped to help what I mistakenly thought was a 'crash' at a particularly lonely spot halfway twixt Sheffield and Leeds in the 'Snake' pass at around 2am, on a frozen moonlit night.

Incredibly the dog did nothing and kept silent until one of them jumped into my vehicle, without checking what was on the back seat. The awful sounds of his howling as he held my assailant by the back of the neck with those huge teeth and his screams in accompaniment will live with me forever. His accomplices were terrified too and beat it fast. They left the bloodied thug cringing and whimpering as 'Bruno' maintained his neck hold, now face down to the road as he spilled out of the car, as I opened the back door.

Although we'd never even rehearsed this part of his training he did 'desist' when I called out ophuo (offo) in Africanse. He then stood between, us his ears absolutely upright, the true embodiment of evil, his breath steaming, frightening but magnificent with the moonlight on his back. I was transfixed, it was like countenancing the very Hound of the Baskervilles!

I left this awful man crying and trembling like a baby, blood gushing from his neck, one finger almost severed, sobbing for pity and drove away without remorse. Later I had 12 stitches and many splinters from those fractured glasses taken from my cheek. The ribs took months of pain to mend and I only had one arm to start with anyway! I probably owe him my life, as this gang was homicidal on other occasions.

The uncanny thing was the way he'd remained silent in the blackness, coiled on the back seat of the Roller, I was using then, just waiting his opportunity to strike, more like an upstanding King Cobra than a canine - believe me those teeth are truly fearsome.

Bruno, well he lived with me and then my late wife after we married and was brilliant with both the Cats and all the kittens we had. He died in my arms following a massive stroke. The Vet thought he was about ten. My friend and I'll never forget him. RIP dear Bruno, my saviour.

(Wow sorry this has gone on bit, and forgive me for transgressing the threads story, but I've never recounted this before - too painful to recall I guess?)

What a glorious hero Bruno was. You'd ultimately no doubt have been killed that night, beaten to death for the fun of it and left to make a statement to passersby but for that marvelous, noble animal who cunningly bided his time! What a triumph he had that night!

I had three Dobies years back, two of which we lost to illness - one got leptospirosis & the other died, along with 3 of her pups, at the vet hospital of septicemia from bacterial mastitis after whelping most of her litter at the vet's(she had 3 at home) and the 3rd of our Dobies, which was one of her puppies, was the love of my life until we had to move to an apt. in Houston for 3 years for my husband's dispatch training and work at the airlines & leave our home here. We were totally changing our lifestyle for 3 years while there and worried C would pine and suffer from being cooped up in an apt. all day alone so we gave him to a Braniff pilot to have the run of his ranch and fly with him all over the country in his private plane. I cried for months missing C. He was one of a kind and we adored each other as his mother and I did each other. But we heard all about C's excellent adventure living with his pilot owner for years and felt we made the right choice for him though it sure hurt.

My niece has the most marvelous 95 lb. Dobie girl one right now - an homage to a childhood Dobie my sister & BIL bought her as a preteen and whom she grew to adulthood with. Dobermans are truly fabulous dogs and gentle as hamsters until someone messes with their charges.

Your wonderful Herman truly makes me pant for another Dobie! I'd love to see standing profile pictures to get an idea of his big chest, short back, haunches and wonderful form. Dobermans are like small thoroughbred racehorses to me and are elegance itself.

How is Crystal adjusting to this marvelous knight in shining black armor who's come to grace her home? Is she head-over-heels or playing hard to get? With Herman, I doubt your Yorkie is at the same risk of theft she was prior to him trotting in the door of your home!

Congratulations on getting such a beauty! Sorry, too, for thread hi-jacking!

[Bellabean]

I take Bella everywhere with. But, her harness is always on and is attached to me. No one may hold her. My grand kids aren't allowed to walk her.
Henry is beautiful.
And what a specimen Bruno was.