MY PUPPY BABY
Perhaps for the first time in my life I’m at a loss for words. It’s very difficult for me to come to terms with the puppy love of my life not being here on my lap and by my side or in her little purse that she made her home.
I grew up my entire childhood and adult life without any pets. My grandmother who raised me didn’t allow it. I had never been a big animal lover.
Once driving home I rescued a dog in the street. It was uncharacteristic of me and everyone was shocked. It was a female yorkie who almost got run over by a car. I cared for her for about a week. She was well behaved and relatively quiet and followed me from room to room. I was at a very low point in my life emotionally and I enjoyed “Prissy’s” company.
Having Prissy compelled me to find a dog of my own -- small enough to travel with because I was always on the go, and a puppy so that I knew its history and behavior. I walked into the breeder’s and as soon as all the litter came out Velvet ran straight to me. She was so tiny, but she had the biggest personality! It was love at first sight!