yorkietalkjilly | 07-15-2020 03:00 AM | Quote:
Originally Posted by yorkietalkjilly
(Post 4815326)
They are listed on the AKC website as a Biewer Terrier, a stand-alone breed but likely many will always think of them as some derivation of a Yorkshire Terrier due to their size, appearance, the way coats grow and are worn, with the topknot, floor length hair, tails, beards, history of breeding by noted Yorkshire Terrier breeders. But likely they have been bred to each other long enough now there could be significant differences other than appearance. And it's always been "buyer beware" with any dog purchase from the internet to the home setting so if people don't do their homework, lots of networking, researching their breeders bona fides, they often get scammed and disappointed, and it will always be, sad to say.
Likely, a true "Yorkie" person will forever be a Yorkie person, always captured by the lovely little fully clear tan/honey-sweet faces highlighting those mischievous little eyes and lovely, lively expressions of the standard tan and blue Yorkshire Terrier. That clear face just freezes me in my tracks with its striking loveliness. There is nothing else like it to me. No interruptions in the expressions, nothing to distract the eye from those darling little clear Yorkie faces.
There is something about the stripes and patches of different colors on a dog that otherwise looks like a Yorkie that is somehow discomfiting to this beholder's eye, for some reason. Cute? YES!!!! Look like Teddy Bears or stuffed toys in their cute, unique-looking factor. I love all dogs, such as those lovely, elegant new Azawakh Hounds, even the majestic Neapolitan Mastiff, you name it, all of the Heinz 57's out there. But those sharp color differences about the head and face keep Biewers and parti's from truly looking "Yorkie", at least to me. So I will forever think of any other look as separate breeds or dogs with breed fault, even if AKC allows parti's to be registered as Yorkshire Terriers but cannot show them at an AKC dog show as representative of the Yorkshire Terrier breed for their coat color fault. But cute - oh, yes, too cute, like little toys off the shelf and running around.
My sister had a parti-poodle, wonderful tight, curly coat, correct texture, full white, clear face and head, neck, body and tail, except for fully black ears & black saddle on back and that dog always said all poodle to me, so go figure. Never thought of her as a poodle with that major coat color fault - she was just precious. Of course, what dog isn't? | Oops, it's been an awful day doing my last minute taxes and I was bushed when typing "Never thought of her as a poodle" when should have read "Never thought of her as anything but all poodle", despite that major color fault. Still looked all poodle to me but then she had a clear face with no markings on it to carry the eye to them rather than her face and expression as a whole. Maybe others aren't distracted by facial markings but I just am, especially in my two favorite breeds, the Yorkshire Terrier and Standard Poodle, with toys and miniatures 3rd and 4th favs. I started out loving the poodle breed but the moment I saw my first Yorkie puppy, my little Scotty, in the fur, I fell totally head-over-heels in love and could not get him bought and home fast enough! He was only 3 mos. old and absolutely too tiny to be real but I was captivated by him.
Now Scotty had a black heart, by that I mean he loved getting into all the mischief he possibly could, warting you absolutely to death by confounding you some way or another, stealing your things, running off, hiding them and always into something he shouldn't be and nothing he could do was too awful that I didn't excuse it, think it was 'cute'! You'd have thought he'd grow up a be a totally wild head case w/few, if any, boundaries set for him,but he was a remarkably good-natured, well-behaved adult dog, still into mischief but less messy about it than as a puppy, a tiny but very healthy adult dog, the absolutely sweetest, lovingest dog I'd ever had. He was my dog, had eyes only for me in the family, took every step I did. Stayed by the door until I got home, greeted me like we hadn't seen one another for months each day. Boy I loved that little mite!
But I got Scotty before the gross over-breeding of the breed. He had a lovely, fine, silk coat, his conformation was spot on, wonderfully thin ear leather, ears that stood from the start, a lovely clear tan face that melted your heart when he turned it on you, even as a puppy - everything about him was lovely, cute, such fun, so mischievous you could have murdered him if he didn't make you love him so when he blasted you with that face, totally loving and sweet. He'd 'hug' me by placing that tiny, warm body of his across the front of my neck when I lay down and just sigh and linger there, like cupping his little body into my neck and turning that precious little face on me, his eyes squeezed almost shut with contentment in those moments that continued for up to 15 minutes of one long hug. He took pains to show his love, didn't push to get away when picked up, snuggled or held and would push the top of his bony little head into me for additional closeness, keep it there when I held him in my arms. He was so dear to me. But then each of my Yorkies has been - all totally different in temperament, habits and ways but all so, so dear. There is just no other breed like them!
But little Scotty was always a shade under 3 lbs., with all of the hard life that ensures a very tiny dog but totally healthy his entire life. And to think, I found him from an ad his hobby breeder placed in the newspaper 'Dogs For Sale' section, knew nothing about the breed, about the breeding of tinies or anything. Beginner's luck or blessing or whatever but I've loved Yorkies ever since. Every time I see one I'm stopped still in my tracks, star-struck, like seeing the most handsome, famous movie star ever or something. Then I try to get closer for a better look, hope I'll be allowed to interact and each encounter is an occasion. I love every dog I see but no other breed has that same effect on me. It's a Yorkie thing and only Yorkie people get it. |