This past December, Stassi and I had to entertain a Yorkie named Biscuit. Biscuit belonged to one of the keeper's long time friends. Now, I had some experience with little dogs, and don't mind them, but this one invaded our home. We hid under the bed all day. Yet, I know in my heart that Biscuit was a good dog, and her keeper loved her intensely. Well, Biscuit crossed the Rainbow Bridge this week. And her keeper is distraught. Hopefully she was greeted by her great aunt Yorkies and perhaps Stassi can rouse himself from the heavenly lap to acknowledge her presence in his new home. Perhaps she will experience a little better hospitality in pet heaven than she did at our home this past December. Our hearts go out to her keeper.
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