
My mom found me in the Denton Animal Shelter in June 2011. I was so grungy that I looked like I had been there for weeks but I had actually only been there less than 24 hours. She couldn't believe someone would leave a Yorkie at a shelter so she grabbed me and took me home. I am spoiled rotten. I love all my toys, beating up on my sister and showing everyone that I'm an Irish Wolfhound in a Yorkie body.
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