Caesar's Story

My name is Caesar, I am about 8 years old and weigh a little over 5 pounds.  I am very skinny and hardly have teeth and this is what I remember:  I was lost in someone's backyard in the upper part of the State of Florida.  Someone found me there in the yard and brought me to animal control.  I was going to be PTS (put to sleep).  Phyllis got an alert that went to all United Yorkie Rescue Members with my picture.  The caption said pretty much that if nobody took me they would eutnaize me the following Tuesday.  When Phyllis saw the picture she wrote back and said if nobody had room for me she would take me if I could get to her.  Next thing I knew I was transported to another shelter where I was picked up by a person who would be fostering me for a day or two until I could get here.  Now it was Thursday and I was safe.  On Saturday, December 17th a man with a plane picked me up somewhere near Gainsville or The Villages and flew me to Lantana Airport in Florida where I was picked up by a very nice lady and taken to her house to wait for Phyllis to finish work and pick me up.  So I had a very busy few days but thanks to Phyllis and the pilot and all my friends at United Yorkie Rescue I was saved.  Then I slept.  Now I have been with Phyllis for one week and I like it here.  I am not neutered and love to lift my leg and mark my territory.  Sooooooooo, now I wear a band around my belly that covers my private parts and when I lift my leg, if I miss the wee wee pad, I only wet myself and not the chairs, tables, walls, and anything else I want to make mine.  I scared Stevie when I got here because he didn't know me.  Boy did he scream when he walked into me!  Now we all tolerate each other.  I love Phyllis.  I want her to hold me, hug me, tickle me and love me every minute of the day.  Pretty soon  I will have an operation on my private parts and then I may not mark so much.  Did I tell you how cute I am?  I am very cute with a little face.  I itch a lot and think so many fleas bit me that it gave me a rash all over.  Phyllis bathes me in special stuff and I stand like a soldier.  I love to walk on my leash and eat my food and do my business outside. 
Today, after one week, Elvis and I played together.  That is a big thing if you ask Phyllis.  No big deal to me.  I don't like to be left alone and she does that.  I cry for at least 4 minutes.  I need to go now so I can wait for Santa.  Merry Christmas for those of you who are celebrating that holiday tomorrow.  I got my Christmas present a week ago when I got to come here.