YAYA QUEEN!!! I was also the adoptive owner of a dog with...missing information...on the shelter website. In my case, when I came to visit Lola, I noticed her cage always had a lock on it. When I finally asked, they said, "Oh, yeah, she knows how to let herself out, which would be ok, except, when we're not here, she also goes around and lets all the other dogs out, too." FREEDOM REBEL! The right dogs always find us, no?
Ohmygod Lola was a criminal mastermind?!! Ready to organize an uprising. And so you said of course please come into my home and be mine. I love this so much. The right dogs really do always find us. Thank goodness.
The only thing I really know about my 10-year-old baby (who currently is in a rainbow collar because he won’t stop aggravating his butt) is that he was rescued from the streets of studio city Los Angeles. He’s part poodle so obviously a show dog who was kicked out because he was too much a diva, right???
I’ve obviously never met Yaya but I feel deep abiding appreciation, respect, and love for her.
I am shamefully late on responding to this comment but I am so grateful for you and your ten year old baby! Aggravating his butt?! of course he is!! our king.
The response from the rescue person of “I don’t know, she’s just...Yaya” is such a perfect intro to this awesome creature. Especially when there’s usually so much info, I love that Yaya was all vibes. My little lady, Fanny, came to us when a close work friend passed away (she was 75 and had been very sick, but it happened fast) and I went from being a lifelong large mutt devotee to being the keeper of a 3.75 ball of fluff and sass. 7 years later and I literally can’t imagine life without her, as she currently snoozes in a tiny ball next to me. Holding tight to your “she’s not here for a long time, but lord let us give her a good time.” Amen.
I am way too late on responding to this comment, but thank you so much for reading and sharing about Fanny. I don't know her but I love her!! These little dogs, man, I'm telling you...
YAYA QUEEN!!! I was also the adoptive owner of a dog with...missing information...on the shelter website. In my case, when I came to visit Lola, I noticed her cage always had a lock on it. When I finally asked, they said, "Oh, yeah, she knows how to let herself out, which would be ok, except, when we're not here, she also goes around and lets all the other dogs out, too." FREEDOM REBEL! The right dogs always find us, no?
Ohmygod Lola was a criminal mastermind?!! Ready to organize an uprising. And so you said of course please come into my home and be mine. I love this so much. The right dogs really do always find us. Thank goodness.
The only thing I really know about my 10-year-old baby (who currently is in a rainbow collar because he won’t stop aggravating his butt) is that he was rescued from the streets of studio city Los Angeles. He’s part poodle so obviously a show dog who was kicked out because he was too much a diva, right???
I’ve obviously never met Yaya but I feel deep abiding appreciation, respect, and love for her.
I am shamefully late on responding to this comment but I am so grateful for you and your ten year old baby! Aggravating his butt?! of course he is!! our king.
The response from the rescue person of “I don’t know, she’s just...Yaya” is such a perfect intro to this awesome creature. Especially when there’s usually so much info, I love that Yaya was all vibes. My little lady, Fanny, came to us when a close work friend passed away (she was 75 and had been very sick, but it happened fast) and I went from being a lifelong large mutt devotee to being the keeper of a 3.75 ball of fluff and sass. 7 years later and I literally can’t imagine life without her, as she currently snoozes in a tiny ball next to me. Holding tight to your “she’s not here for a long time, but lord let us give her a good time.” Amen.
I am way too late on responding to this comment, but thank you so much for reading and sharing about Fanny. I don't know her but I love her!! These little dogs, man, I'm telling you...