| Tuck'smom | 01-09-2006 12:44 PM |
I lost my first Yorkie, Spike, when I was living with my Dad and he was remodeling his house and I let Spike out, not knowing my father had left the gate open. Spike was hit by a car. I lost my second Yorkie, Tinker (better known as Bunnydog) while living in a house that had a few acres of swamp/tall brush leading to a lake behind it. After the tragic loss of Spike, Bunny never went outside without me near her and was trained for the most part to potty in the step-in shower indoors due to my fear of the dangers outside. I had lost chickens and pigeons to hawks and to something at night that got inside the coop and killed four pigeons with feathers everywhere. I never knew something was wrong with the back door latching until I came home late from work one night to find the back door standing open and my Bunnydog nowhere to be found. I put up flyers, went door to door, put ads in the papers, called humane societies, etc. Never a sign of her, but eventually lost more chickens even in daylight to something from the woodsy area behind me where is saw feathers leading. Sadly, I believe that a bobcat, coyote, (yes, Florida does have them too!) or whatever, most likely got her too. Florida has PLENTY to worry about - alligators, numerous poisonous snakes, hawks, bobcats, coyotes, big dogs, bad people, raccoons, and opossums to mention a few... My one year old new baby Tucker's feet rarely, if ever, touch the ground outdoors. The litter box is the absolute best invention for small dogs in years! I am more than willing to tolerate the occasional miss with a little piddle over the side of the litterbox in return for the absolute safety from the outdoor varmints my baby now has. I'd suffer a houseful of pee and poop to have my two lost babies back. God willing and my extra caution, Tucker will die only of happy, safe old age many, many years from now!!! My heart goes out to all others however they lost their babies...
Dana | 