Mandi & Little Boy Blue
I guess we should tell you a little bit about ourselves. I am Mandi and this is my son Little Boy Blue. We live with our Mom and Dad in some place they call Virginia. We really don't know what that means except it is a nice place. *s* Why don't you sit back and relax and we will tell you about how life is so tough and hard on us two little yorkies.
Hi, welcome to our page. Our Mama let us have our own page! Isn't she the greatest in the world. We just love her soooo much.
Mandi's Life
One day, these two other humans came over to the house where we lived. I did not know who these other humans were so I was real careful around them. I could tell they were looking at all the new puppies. The male human clapped his hands. I just looked at him while my brothers and sisters went and hid somewhere. The lady human was playing with some new puppies that were in the house. She did not pay much attention to me, so I ignored her also. That male human picked me up and started to rub my fur. I did not have much fur, even though I was almost a year old. He looked at into my eyes and I looked into his. I could see he seemed to be a nicer human than the ones I was with now. I lean over and kissed him very gently on his nose with my tongue. He seemed to like that, so I did it again. He kept on rubbing me and looking me over. I did not know what he was looking at unless it was those terrible little fleas that were all over my body. Those fleas would bite me and make my skin itch. The lady human, who was still looking at the puppies, finally noticed that her male human was holding me. She looked at me and smiled. She ask the male human what he thought and he said, "I think this one will be fine." I did not know what he was talking about, all I knew was he was still holding me and I felt warm all over.
The lady human gave a check to the humans I lived with. I wondered what they were doing, but the male was still holding me so I could not find out. The two lady humans said something about AKC papers. I knew what papers were because the lady I lived with use them alot on me and the other dogs. She would throw papers at us!! She was not a real nice lady.
The next thing I knew I was being taken away from my brothers and sisters. The male human and the lady human were putting me in a big white thing they called a car. I had never been in one of those things. The lady human was holding me in the floor and saying something about a bath and a brush. Since I had never had a bath or a brush I was not to worried. *lol* Boy did I find out what they were real quick!!! They took me to this other lady's house where the male human called her Ma. This lady had this real pretty dog. He looked alot like me except he had this pony tail on top of his head. I laughed at him. What kind of dog puts his hair in a pony tail!!!!! I tried to get close to him but the two human ladies would not let me. They said something about the "bath" again. The next thing I knew, one lady was putting this terrible smelling stuff on me and those fleas starting falling off. Then they put be in this big white bowl with warm water. One put some smelly stuff on me and soap suds started to form. They rubbed me and wash me with more smelly stuff. I was shaking real bad. The two ladies must enjoy be mean to little dogs. My other humans never did this to me!!! I wanted to go back to that house with my brothers and sisters. I NEVER had to get wet unless it was raining. After they put the smelly stuff on me again they poured warm water all over me again, one of them put me inside this big fluffy thing they called a towel. They rubbed me and fluffed my fur. I was sure glad to get dry again. I was sure things had to get better. Maybe these two women were finally finished being mean to me. Boy was I wrong!!!
The first lady had something she called a "brush". She put me in her lap and started to pull my fur out!!! What was wrong with her? Did she really enjoyed being mean to little dogs?. Why would someone want to pull out my fur? I had no idea, but it did NOT feel good to be "brushed". I yelped and tried to bite her. That would show her! The next thing I knew, she had pulled my fur at the top of my head and put this rubber thing in it with this stupid little bow. My eyes felt as if they were going to pop out! What was this lady's problem anyway? Why did she keep doing this crazy stuff to me? Then on top of that, she put this collar thing around my neck and dragged me outside with this long string thing that she had in her hand. I did not like that either! Now they were keeping me tied up!! I could only imagine what she was going to do next. I tried to pull away but that darn collar thing would not let go.
The nice male human came outside and we "walked". Well, they "walked" and I was being "dragged". Boy, I could not wait until I went back to my brothers and sisters. They would not believe this! After what seemed like days, the male human and the lady human put me back in that car thing. This time the lady human was holding me in her lap. I still did not like her. I was not going to give her any of my kisses like I had given the male human. That would show her! They drove for a long time. I did not remember it taking this long the first time. I thought the male was lost and could not find my brothers and sisters. When the car finally stopped moving and the humans got out I thought maybe I was going to be safe again. But no, that is not what happened. They took me inside this strange house. Since I had never stayed inside much I knew I had to be on my best behavior. I knew if I went to the pee on the floor they would beat me like the "other" humans did.
There was this bed in the corner with these plastic toys, a rubber bone and a teddy bear. The lady human put me there. I went to sleep. I figured if I was asleep, maybe when I woke up I would be back with my dog family. I don't remember how long I slept but when I woke up I was still at that strange house. The lady human put that collar thing back around my neck and drug me outside again. Since I had to go to the pee, I went outside. The lady praised me and said I was a "good girl". I thought she was crazy. What was so good about going to the pee anyway? She took me back inside to the house and took me to this placed called a "kitchen". There was this bowl of water and a bowl of dog food. I had never seen so much food in one place in my life! I took three pieces out of the bowl and took them to that bed and started to eat them. The humans laughed at me. I wondered what was so funny about me eating, but it seemed to make them happy. Hey, if they were happy maybe they would not be mean to me again. After a few more bites of food they let me go back to sleep. As I was drifting off to sleep I heard the lady say something about got to the vet. I wondered what that was and why the lady had to go there. The last thought I had before I went to sleep was, "This bed sure is soft and warm. I wish the other dogs could see me in it and I wish they had one for themselves."
The next morning when I woke up that nice male human put that collar thing on me and took me outside. Hey, what happened to him? Why is he now dragging me around any way? We went back to the house and the lady was cooking something that smelled real good. I thought I heard the word bacon. Bacon? Wonder what that is. Well the next thing I knew they were handing me a piece of bacon. I ate it up real fast! *s* It sure was good!! I wanted some more, but they said I could not have any more. Well that is just great!! First they give me a "bath", then pull my fur out, then pull my fur on top of my head until my eyes feel as if they are going to pop out, then they try to choke me with that "collar" thing. Now they let me have some real human food then won't let me have put one piece! Talk about being cruel! The lady said it was time to go to the vet. Well I hoped whatever the "vet" was that they would do cruel stuff to her too!!! That would show her! Boy was I wrong again!!!!
I was the one that got poked and pulled at. This man came in with this white coat on. He looked real nice. Everyone called him "Dr. Jones". I figured this doctor would save me from this mean lady. I would tell him about the bath and the collar and not letting me have any more bacon. Well, the next thing I knew he stuck me in the butt with a sharp thing! I yelped real loud! Then he put this bright light in my eyes, looked in my ears and drew some blood out of my front leg. He was not being nice to me at all. He gave me back to the lady. She loved on me and hugged me and told me I was being a good girl. She was also calling me Mandi. I had never had a name before so I did not know who she was talking to. All I knew was she was saving me from the "Dr. Jones" person. Hey, at least she did not stick needles and things in me. Maybe she would be the lesser of two evils!
Well as time went on the two humans began to love on me even more. They were always giving me a little bit of their food. I even got more of that bacon stuff!! Boy do I love it! I had to do a lot of training on them though. My Mama and Daddy can be a bit hard headed at times. You notice I now call them my "Mama" and "Daddy". See, that is how I think of them. I don't hardly think of that other place anymore, because my Mama and Daddy saved me. Don't get me wrong, life has not been a picnic here. I had to convince them that it would be better if I slept in the big bed with them. It did not take them too long to figure it out! *lol* Now I take up lots of room in the bed. If my Mama or Daddy get to close, I push on them! They can be a bit slow but they are learning! *lol*
One day, they took me back to that place with the pretty male yorkie. He want to play with me this time. I guess because my fur was becoming real pretty and I did not have those fleas anymore. We have become great friends. At least I thought we were until one day when he came to see me. You see, I was in "season". I did not know what my Mama meant by that, all I knew was I did not feel real good. Anyway, Shaun, that is the male yorkie's name, he came to see me. This time though, he did not want to play with me. He kept following me around and sniffing my butt! What was wrong with him? He used to be such a nice dog. The next thing I knew he jumped my bones! It's true! He was all over me. I tried to bite him but he kept on trying to get on my back. Hey, I will not tell you all the mean things he did to me, but I will tell you this. I DID NOT LIKE IT!!!! After what seemed like weeks and weeks he finally got off my back. I ran back to my Mama. I knew she would not let him do that stuff to me again! WRONG. He jumped my bones the next day too! Well, I just did not know what to do. Finally he left my house! I did not even tell him good bye. I would show HIM!!!. He could not treat me that way and expect me to still like him!!!!
For the next few weeks I was getting fatter and fatter. My Mama took me back to see that "Dr. Jones" guy and he poked at me again. He told my Mama something about 63 days. I did not know what they were talking about, but I knew it would be at least 63 days before I would ever speak to Shaun again. As time went on I got even fatter. I kept having this funny feeling in my tummy too. What was wrong with me? I was going to lose my girlie figure if I kept on eating like this. One night I really started to feel bad. My tummy was really, really hurting. I finally got in my bed and tried to lay down. The next thing I knew there was 5 little puppies in the bed with me. My Mama and Daddy were there with me the whole time. They loved on me and told me I was being such a "good girl" again. I did not know about that, but I knew my tummy felt much better. Hey, you know these puppies things are kind of cute!!
I took real good care of my puppies. I feed them real often and loved on them all the time. There was one that Daddy called "runt". It was the only boy in the whole bunch. Mama would make me give him more milk than the others got. I wondered why she just did not give him some bacon. I knew he would like it! Anyway, as my puppies got older they went away to nice peoples houses. All of them that is but the "runt". Mama said she could not bare to see him go. They were calling him "Little Boy Blue". I thought that was a stupid name, so I just called him Boy. He seemed to like that better anyway. *s* Now I will take a break and let Boy tell you about himself.
I was born on November 3, 1986 to these two dogs. I did not know what life was supposed to be like, so I thought this was how all dogs lived. We stayed outside in the cold. Sometimes the humans would give us some food and water. Sometimes they did not!! The humans never put the food in any type of bowl. They just put in outside on the ground. I had to fight the other dogs so I could get something to eat. I was always cold and hungry but I did not know any better. My brothers and sisters and I tried to stay closed together so we could stay warm. Needless to say we were not happy dogs. You will notice I call myself a "dog" because at that time I did not know what it was to be a "yorkie". I thought all dogs were just like me. *sad smile*
Little Boy Blue
My Daddy takes me elephant hunting all the time. We go for walks in the woods. (Well Daddy walks, I get to perch on his arm.) Anyway, we go hunting for elephants. We have not found any yet. Daddy says he (I mean we) have not even seen any tracks. I will show that elephant who the boss is when I run across him. I will show him he had better be afraid of a 3 pound Make Yorkie! Cause you see, I am a "tough" dog!!!! *s*
I really have a hard life. I have to share my water bed with Mandi, Mama and Daddy. You would think they could find their own bed wouldn't you!!! Anyway, I let them have some of the bed. Oh, I also have to take baths! Now let me tell you, that is a bad thing!!! When Mandi has her bath I try to hide so my Mama cannot find me, but she always does. I try to sweet talk her out of a bath my giving her lots of kisses, but that does not work. I have tried to tell her that a Male Yorkie is supposed to be dirty and they don't need those funny looking things in their hair. Does she listen? Noooooo. She does it anyway. Why don't you tell her for me. *eg*
*YAWN* I need to take my afternoon nap now. You see, I have been up for about 30 minutes and I need my rest. It is real hard to be such a cute dog. I must rest real often!
Why don't you read the following information on Mandi & Me. You can learn all kinds of neat things about us.
Hi Guys, I did not think Mandi would ever shut up so I could tell you about myself. You see, I am a Male Yorkie. Everyone knows us males are the best! Well, Mandi is okay for a girl but I still think I am better. First let me tell you I am a Daddy's Boy. I love my Daddy more than anything in the world. We are best buddies. I love to be "perched" on his arm. I can stay that way for hours and hours. After a while Daddy gets tired of holding me and lays me down on his legs. That is okay but not as good as being perched.
Likes & Dislikes
| Bacon | Bath | Raw Carrots | Olives |
| Daddy's Socks | Being Combed | Water Bed | Kids |
| Mama's Lap | Pills | Being Perched | Bath |
Sadly, Mandi passed on March 8, 2003. To see her tribute page click here.
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