My home

It's my home now. This place is mine. I love my parents and my new siblings are awesome. I am very happy.

My Mom calls my foster Mom all the time and keeps telling her thank you for letting her and my Dad adopt me. They love me so much. Mom says she adores me. hehehe My foster parents were very picky and now I am glad they were. I hope they will be picky with Beau too. He's my friend and I want him to be happy like I am one day. Good luck Beau.

I'm OK.

So here I am in yet another new home. My new Mommy promised me and my foster Mom that this is my last home and I think it just might be. My brother Oreo, he's a Mini Schnauzer, is the bestest brother. He is so fun. We started playing and have not stopped more then to eat or sleep. I love my brother. My Mom and Dad? They are awesome too. They watch me every minute and hold me and laugh and talk to me. I think I will be very happy here. My foster parents sure picked out a good home for me. Thanks for that. :)

I'm adopted!

Mom and Dad have decided who my forever home will be with. I will have 2 other Yorkies with me. I will live with a mom that has retired but is not elderly. They have a small farm and horses BUT I am not allowed out there unless I am in a humans arms. Horses are way too big for me. Anyway my Mom has to complete the vet check and the home visit but it's pretty much a done deal. I am excited but I am a little scared too. ANOTHER new home? My 4th in the 4 years I have lived. Mom said this one will be my home forever. I sure hope so.

Mommy's Boy

I'm my Mommy's boy. I know I am. There are others here but she loves me bestest. I am the cutest and smartest and the smallest. That makes me the bestest. Mom and Dad say I am just awesome. :)

My new home.

This "foster home" is real nice. I get held and kissed and I get all the stuff I need. My Mom is real sweet to me and my Dad too. The other dogs like me. I am so much smaller than they are but it's OK. I get along fine.

I am loving all the food I get. Mom feeds me often and I like that. She said I need to gain a little weight so I can be neutered.

I kind of miss my first Mom. She loved me till she got a new boyfriend. I am sorry he and I didn't like each other but he won. Mom gave me away. My new Dad liked me but I just didn't understand what he wanted me to do about potty times and he gave me away too. I don't know how long I will be here but I sure hope when I do it will be my last home.

I like it here.

My foster parents are very nice. Mom cuddles me a lot. Dad is very sweet to me. They both laugh a lot. They think I am funny. Well, not that I am funny it's just that I am so small they are just amazed by my size. I'm a BIG boy. I just happen to be smaller than any living thing here in this house.

Mom still won't let me sleep in the people bed but I have a very nice crate. It has a soft pillow inside. I guess I am OK in it at night.

I like my new friends. They are nice. Mostly they just leave me alone. Bella is very sweet. She tried to play with me today but I didn't feel like it.

It's very hard to feel safe when you are 2.4lbs. It's so easy to get hurt or lost. I'm trying to be safe. The new parents watch out for me and the dogs don't bother me. I think I'll be OK.

Day two in foster care.

I'm fine. I'm safe. I stopped shaking. There are a lot of dogs here but everyone is noce to me. I like the food. Always have water in the kitchen and it's clean. I like the people too. My new mom is real sweet but then so is my dad. I don't think they hold me as much as they should but I'm OK. I think mom should have a pocket to carry me in, dad too.

I went outside in my litle pen and did teetee today. I did teetee in the house too. Mom didn't get all crazy about it. I once lost a home cause I did it inside. Oh well this house is different. I think they are giving me a chance.

OH and I didn't sleep in the people bed last night. I fussed a lot but it didn't work. Mom said I am too little. She might roll on me and hurt me. Hummmm Maybe so.

Memorial Weekend

I was a good boy. I was good at my first home but they took me away from my mother and sold me. I was pretty happy with my human Mom until she got a friend. She spent a lot of time with him and not much time with me. I was upset and I wanted her to know so I peed inside. She and her friend gave me away! My new human was a truck driver. This time I was with my human allllll the time. I was a good boy. I pottied outside and I was a gard dog for his truck. He said he had to give me up cause his job would not let him keep me in the truck. That was what happened to me today. I was given away again. I don't understand. I am very small and I try so hard to be handsome and sweet. It just doesn't work. I am in a "rescue" now. Big deal, I don't know what that means. I'm scared. I want my Daddy. I want my home and my bed and, and, and I don't know what is going to happen to me. Why do humans get pets they are not committed to keeping? Don't they understand what LOYALTY means? My tiny heart is broken. I am scared. I want to go home.