We went to the flea market today, and they have a little pet shop inside. The same lady has been there for years, so she must not have had any complaints or anything. She sells yorkies, shih tzus, and chihuahuas. And sometimes mixed up ones.
Anyhow, when we walked by I peeked in, and there was the cutest little shih tzu, looked to be about 2 pounds, black and white, looked just like my Flossie Belle when she was that size. She looked me in the eye and wagged her little tail. Himself squatted down to look at her, and she put her little paws on the cage and wagged her tail.
I walked away crying like a baby. She was only $550.00. ONLY. It was really hard to walk away from her. But I did and came home and hugged big old Charlie and got over it.
I hope she gets a good home.
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.