When I lost my twelve year old teacup poodle in April and two months later my sixteen year old cat, I wasn’t sure I wanted to bring any more fur babies in to the family. We still have one large mutt named Puppy and two cats, Pumpkin and Sylvester. The house has plenty of furry babies already. But none of them were “my” snuggle partners.
So of course the inevitable happened. Instead of finishing up my Christmas shopping this weekend I fell in love with a little Yorki-Poo puppy, who has since been named Lulu. She totally fits her name–half Yorkshire Terrier and half Poodle–I swear she is made out of springs.
The nine pound ball of silky cuteness walked in the front door and instantly won everyone over. No adjustment period needed. Of course now we have the fun of housebreaking, but she’s smart and I’m hoping she’ll learn quickly.
I look forward to sharing many more Lulu adventures in the future, because I just know there will be many. What furry loves do you have? ♥ ♥ ♥