Cruze here. My life has been a little topsy turvy lately. Phyllis thought she found the best forever home for me with an older lady who was home a lot. I tried to explain to Phyllis as the woman was taking me out of the house that this was a mistake. They thought I was crying because I wanted to stay with Phyllis and they were right. But I had to go. I was terrible on the two hour ride back to the lady's house. I kicked and screamed the whole way and she put me in a crate because I carried on so. To no avail though. Don't get me wrong, she is a nice lady and she liked me well enough but she did expect me to potty train and go in the car like a nice guy/. Well I never went anyplace except the vet and it takes awhile to get used to new things. So after two weeks of screaming in the car and not being able to go without my belly band which I think was embarrassing to her, she decided I was making too much of a change to her life style. She did love that I slept with her and got along with the cat and was under her feet a lot, but she just never had a yorkie before and it takes a long time to understand us. When I wouldn't eat she gave me treats and I gained a pound and now I am being called Fatboy behind my back by Phyllis and she still doesn't realize that I understand everything. Phyllis missed me and is not sorry I am back. Especially because the lady gave Phyllis a food dish which is always good, and my toys, and a baby gate she never took out of the package and a carseat which Phyllis would not ordinarily spend the money for. Elvis sits on her lap and I only went in the car with her once and she held me the whole time because I was small then.
There is a little girl dog named Paris here. She is very bashful and really wouldn't talk to me but I will give her time because I have a feeling I will be here awhile. Oh, I got a checkup and a haircut too.
The lady was not a bad lady and I liked her well enough but we were just not a good mix. Phyllis feels bad that she didn't pick the perfect angel for me. I kissed her a lot and told her it was okay because I love being here with her.
As far as the potty business goes, I just want to say that I bet there are a lot of older ladies and men that are out there that have little bladder problems. Well at ten I am around 70 or so in people age and I know that some people that age wear little things to help them too.
So that's what's new for now. I'm hungry because Phyllis didn't give me enough food and I got no treats but I have to lose one pound and that's not easy for dogs. Or people either, right?
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