Likes: Chasing things, hiking, getting dirty, sleeping in strange positions, car rides, rubber slippers!
Pet-Peeves: Cats that jump onto tables to avoid being chased! Having my nails trimmed.
Favorite Toy: Squeaky bunny.
Favorite Food: The Tootsie Rolls in the cat box! Why does Mum get upset when I eat those?
Favorite Walk: Walk? I never walk! I *dash* and *bound* and *sprint*!
Best Tricks: I know all KINDS of things. But I have to be in the right mood to show them off.
Arrival Story: When I was a baby, I lived at a house with a lady who had WAY too many yorkies. There were about thirty of us, and the house was dirty and I don't think the lady even realized how bad things were. One day she got sick, and some people came and took us away. That's when I met my Mum; she worked at the place that they took us to. She says that she fell in love with me the moment that she saw me, and who can blame her? I'm sure cute. When people came in to adopt the other puppies, Mum used to kinda hold me in her arms so that they wouldn't notice me as much as my brothers and sisters, since deep down she didn't want to let me go. She says everybody was looking for the littler puppies anyway, cuz for some reason everybody wants little yorkies instead of BIG yorkies-- and I was the BIGGEST puppy, and the toughest and the most awesome! I guess she eventually just gave up and decided not to let me go EVER.^^
Bio: When I was little, I lived in Michigan. Then we drove all the way across the whole country to Washington state! That was a big adventure, and I saw all kinds of things I had never seen before-- like horses! (I wuffed at the first one I saw, but now I see them almost everyday and I'm not too excited by them anymore.) I like Washington a lot-- there is an off-leash park near our place, and I've gone on long hikes up mountains with Mum. It's pretty fun!
Today, one of Mum's friends-- GROOMED me! This involves cutting all my hair off! Mum says that now I look like a terrier instead of a mop. I really like being naked-- I'm prancing ALL around, and I went to the dog park this afternoon and everybody was saying how cute my haircut is.
Being the center of attention ALL DAY LONG was really, really fun.
On Saturday, I went on a long walk with my mum and my Jeff and some of their friends. We walked and walked and walked-- and came to a park! With a FARM in the middle of it. I looked at some chickens, and a goat, and a turkey... and then...
I heard a NOISE-- a mooooooooooo noise. And I turned around, and there she was-- the BIGGEST friend I have ever met. She was behind a fence, but she put her nose through the slats, and I got way way down on my belly and crawled over to her. I was a little bit scared, but she seemed nice, so I sat up and then went up on my hind legs, and put my nose up to her nose. She sniffed my nose, and I gave her a doggie smooch! And then I wagged my stubby tail because she wasn't scary any more-- she was my friend!
Mum said she was very proud of me for visiting all the animals and not wuffin' at any of them. Maybe it is because I just turned two, so I'm all grown up now. Or maybe I'm just saving the wuffs for later.
We moved all the way across the country! I went in the car! With both the cats-- even Ben who doesn't like the car! And Tim and I got to eat french fries! And we saw mountains, and I had to get out in the snow in a blizzard, and I saw horses which I WUFFED at because I didn't know what they were.
We moved to a place named Washington. I like it here, except that now I'm in an apartment instead of a house. The nice thing is that I live with My Jeff now. He's so much fun, and he gives me more food than Mum does and hardly ever scolds me even when I'm being bad. He's a pushover! Mum says that once her and My Jeff get married, we'll get a house. That'll be awesome.