So my dad’s Yorkie had a litter of puppies the perfect age to take one home. I must confess I have wanted one ever since the Christmas that my dad’s dog crawled up in my lap and had her puppies with me holding her. My dad was selling the litter, but since male puppies are harder to sell and don’t bring as great a price as the females he gave me a really good deal on this little male Yorkie.
We are having trouble naming him. Looking for a name that begins with an “S,” my husband wants Spurgeon, the kids are voting for Skywalker. Me? I’m not sure either fits, but prefer Skye or Spur to the longer versions. Ahh! We need to decide soon. I think he already thinks his name is puppy.
My mom thinks I’m crazy. Like I really needed one more thing to do right now right? But I love this little guy and already he is such a joy and comfort. I will try to get some better photos of him soon. Right now it’s just too cold to hang out side much and inside he jumps around so fast I can’t get a good shot!