Rescued Yorkie

Hi! (Woof !) My name is "Tia," I am a little Yorkshire Terrier and this is my story. I was owned by a man who was a gambler, and one day when he was short of money he stuck me in the "ante" and lost me to some other man who didn't even want me. While he was waiting hopelessly to get his money back for me he would stick me out on the balcony when he would go to work and often would even forget that I was there. Often he would kick me if I cried too much. Gee, I would sure go for a loop. Heck! I only weigh 5 pounds. It was cold and windy on that balcony and people would look up and talk to me. Even the police came and tried to rescue me but they said they could not do anything while there was nobody home and that they had no jurisdiction to enter the apartment by forcing the door. The police even suggested that someone just grab me when they get the chance. One day I was just let out in the street and a lady who was always looking up at me when I was left on the balcony, swept me up and took me home to a nice warm house and some good food. I wasn't sure if she was going to like me because I hardly had any hair left. I just had a few spots of hair and really looked so ridiculous I thought nobody would ever love me. I lived with the lady for one month. Her name was Pat. She took me to a vet and had me all fixed up with shots and vitamins and all. The vet said I was about 2 years old. Gosh I don't even have a birthday! Pat was becoming very sad and was finding it hard to leave me alone when she went to work cause I would cry for her all day long and the neighbours were giving her a hard time over it. Two ladies came to visit one day and one of the ladies was especially nice to me while Pat was crying and packing my things. Oh my...now what? Well, that nice lady took me home with her and never left me alone again. Her name is Audrey and she brushed me every night and gave me some kind of special tender love and care that made all my hair grow back. I must say I look pretty darn good now. I have been with her for 7 years now and I know I will never be alone again. I often wonder how much that man lost by loosing me in the "ante"? I know one thing though... "I won the jack-pot!".

( subitted for Tia by) Audrey F.