No, I didn’t have a doggie birthday party, which isn’t a bad idea, but my little boy did turn 8! I sound like a mom but it seems like yesterday he was 2. We have had a long journey in life starting back in 2005. Our first day: I was looking for a dog back in December and came across an ad in the paper for a Yorkshire Terrier that was 2 years old. Prefect, small and adult dog just what I was looking for. I called the number in the ad and they stated wanted $275 for him due to him just going to the vet and getting all the shots done. It was around Christmas time and what would be a better gift than a dog. So, I ask Phil if he could be my present, and he agreed!
I was doing a lot of research on the breed before I went to pick him up. I was finding out things like what they “should” be like. Google states that the ideal Yorkshire terrier character or “personality” is described with a “carriage very upright” and “conveying an important air”. Though small, the Yorkshire terrier is active, loves attention, very overprotective and should not show the soft temperament seen in lap dogs. I was in for a surprise when I first met this little guy.
I leave work and head to Knoxville to get my new pet. I was super excited! I had to met them off Clinton Hwy at a streak house restaurant and my car couldn’t get me there fast enough. Finally I made it, there was the an older couple in a SUV waiting on me. First question I asked was what his name was. Simple normal question right? Wrong, the poor thing didn’t even have a name. How can you have a dog 2 years and not name him. They stated he was a stud dog and they were retiring him. WOW, I was stunned and didn’t know what to do. I really didn’t want a stud dog I wanted a cute little pet but I couldn’t let him go back to the no name owners. Then they got him out of the SUV, I was sold after I first glance. He didn’t look like the Yorkies I had seen online, he really didn’t even look like a Yorkie. He had short hair, a tail, and floppy ears. They handed me his AKC papers, I handed them the check, and they were on their merry way.
I was still happy that I got the little guy but I still had to come up with a name. I was looking at his papers and it had his name listed as Malachi The Little Dream Maker. That was way too long and cheesy. I just shorten it and today he goes by Mal Mal. Next, my goal was to make the raggedy dog look true to his breed. I let his hair grow out and got him groomed every 2 weeks.Results below. Second picture is him with his old friend Doodle the poodle
Today, he is truly my best friend. Even though his hair has changed and his eyes are turning blue, he still acts the same as the day I received him. Everywhere I go there he is, literally . He has been by my side since day 1. It hurts more and more every year around this time because I know his is getting older and soon he will no longer be with me, but until that day comes I want to enjoy each day we have!
Happy Birthday to my little man!