LET'S ALL SAY A BIG HELLO TO GUS!
(fostered in Illinois)

Hi there! My name is Augustus, but my friends call me Gus! 

I love people, and I get along well with other dogs and cats. I love to wear one of my many sweaters while I sit and look out the window during the day, and I sleep under the covers in the pack bed at night.

My foster home is very calm and I really like that. Though I am very cute, i f you make a big fuss over me when you come and go, I will not do well. I need a calm environment with assertive leadership-one that accepts me for who I am, and will continue to work with me. You see, I have a lot of anxiety that I take medication for twice a day; I am very reactive to what is going on around me. When I hear and see things for the first time, I will probably start barking. To help me with this issue, my foster family introduces me to whatever it is I'm scared of, then tells me I'm okay and helps me to settle back down.

I'm a very quick learner and would love to go to obedience school to boost my confidence. My foster mom is still working with me on riding calmly in the car instead of yipping and climbing all over the seats like an American Ninja Warrior. I do have luxating patellas, but they don't bother me at all. My tongue sticks out all of the time-because one side of my lower jaw is a little underdeveloped-and it adds even more to my cuteness! I enjoy walks, like to play fetch and tug indoors, and know how to sit and gently take a treat when asked. I really enjoy walking around and smelling all the smells in my foster family's yard. Though I am potty pad trained, my foster mom gives me lots of praise and a treat if I do my business outside. I will do best with someone active who works from or stays at home, who can keep ME company! Oh, and I don't do crates.

I am UTD on all of my shots, neutered, microchipped and ready to go home. I am 2 ½ years old and weigh 4.8 pounds. Be sure to mention my name when you fill out your application. I can hardly wait to meet you.

In November of 2017 YTNR launched our Pawspice program, for doggies with life limiting  diseases. 

The current doggies in our program are Kaycee, Ebony and Lou.

In May of 2018 we received our first external Pawspice referral from a West Coast Humane  Society, who asked us to take in an ill little Yorkie they considered terminal. Little Mae, who  was promptly renamed Suzanne, came with a long slew of medical conditions. Her hair was  greasy, with thin patches, and her skin scaly, crusty, and smelly. Her little tail was swollen to  more than double its size and had a slightly yeasty smell. She had severe periodontal disease,  chronic ear infection, incipient cataracts, bilateral luxating patellas, stiffened hind legs, with  some neurological and back issues, vision concerns, and an enlarged heart. She coughed and  coughed, worse at night. And these are the issues that were obvious and mentioned....

YTNR picked her up, and the stinky, oily little mess drove home on top of a volunteer's lap,  directly to a doggie self-wash to clean away some of the griminess. A few days later our  amazing veterinary team removed her remaining 21 rotten and infected teeth, and started

treatment to clear up her ear infection and address skin issues. She received an ultrasound,  and was given amazing news. Yes, she's a pretty ill, and older (10-12 y/o) little doggie, and she  has an enlarged heart and the above issues, as well as most probably a chronic bronchitis that  we are treating with antibiotics, 

BUT SHE'S GOING TO LIVE!!!!

Little Suzanne is now on the mend, she coughs a whole lot less, and smells so much sweeter.

The empty patches on her back are filling in, her ears don't itch anymore, and she runs like the  wind with those stiffened little legs kicking out to the side. She "talks" her way out of her Xpen,  and eats like a champ.

Learning to share

Being spoiled ♥

Getting to know her Foster famiy

She crawled from her foster family's laps into their hearts. As soon as her last few treatable  ailments are controlled, she will be up for adoption to a very lucky family of her own. If you  would like to be considered, please go to our website, www.YTNR.com, and complete an  application, mentioning SUZANNE. She can't wait to hear from you - and promises to enrich  your life and give you lots of love and kisses.

Speaking of riches, our little love, cost YTNR a pretty penny at a time we were also treating  multiple other sickly little dogs and provided surgeries to others in need. 

Please consider  helping us out with a few dollars towards her recovery, by donating through our link:  

Suzanne and YTNR thank you for your support!

A Blast from the Past ~ from my ancestors.dug

My name is Michele Dawn. I live in Temecula, Ca with my companion of 6 years, Miss Mary-Margaret O'Brien. We are private investigators, licensed in the state of California. I am, anyway. She works under my license. We also manage service of process locally and nationwide.

Sneaker Doodles was my first Yorkie. He was pure bred, papered and the most adorable, easy going dog ever. He was also not particularly bright, but that only added to his charm. When we brought his "wife" home (Susie the Chihuahua) she was not the type to be left outside. She figured out how to make her own doggie door in the slider screen and went in and out as she pleased. Sneakers, on the other hand, would just sit there and cry as he watched her come and go. She even went outside and tried to push him through the screen to no avail. He was a "good boy" and never did anything without express permission from his humans.

Sneakers also had a love affair going with our automatic pool sweep. Whenever "Mildred" would come alive to do her duties, he'd race around the pool following her, totally smitten with her abilities. After a while he'd jump into the pool and paddle around the surface above where she was doing her job. To make things a bit easier for him we got him his own boogie board. He'd take a running leap onto it, sail across the pool, and gaze lovingly at "Mildred". I think it broke his little heart when we moved as some of the joie de vivre left his little soul after that.

 

Mary-Margaret O'Brien was nine weeks old when she first spotted me walking into the pet store.   Her predecessor, Rose Anne, had passed away a week earlier and I hadn't healed very well emotionally.   I was in desperate need of puppy kisses and had only planned to stay long enough in the pet store to get my "fix".   I played with every dog there, but not the Yorkie. I just couldn't play with the Yorkie. Rose Anne was half-Yorkie and half-Chihuahua and I was too wounded to pick up the Yorkie.

Two hours later, the only dog I hadn't played with was the Yorkie. Since she was placed into the "play pen" along with her cubicle mate, a Maltese, it really wasn't up to me. The Maltese was picked up and put back into her apartment, leaving me and "the Yorkie" (who later informed me that she was Mary-Margaret O'Brien) alone and we communicated. Spiritually, silently ...we bonded unexpectedly and permanently. We left together and have been together 24/7 ever since.

 

Yorkies are more like little people in tiny dog suits.   To someone who didn't know about Yorkies, they look like pups.   But to someone who has conversed with them and seen their souls through their eyes, they are more like messengers from Heaven. They connect to our hearts and our beings as only an angel could. They feel what we feel and know what we think. Yorkies are incredibly intelligent and sensitive....and religious. They are pretty much non-denominational, so they follow whatever religious beliefs their humans have.

Mary-Margaret is a devout Catholic and probably a better one than I am. She's been to three funerals in her little life and I swear she prays when we pray, stands when we stand, and knows better than to try to sing when we sing. Sneakers, on the other hand, loved to "sing" along with the radio when riding in the car. And I'd be singing around the house for no particular reason and he'd start singing right along with me. I think his favorite song was "Tomorrow", from "Annie" and he'd hit the notes right on key.... usually.

 

Whether singing, playing, watching television or stalking cats, Yorkies give 100% of themselves, never holding back nor hesitant to express their feelings. They are polite, friendly, loving, non-judgmental, supportive and have an uncanny sense of humor.

The world is a happier place when it's populated with Yorkies.   It's often said, "From a Yorkie's lips to God's ear!", and I believe this with all my heart.

 

Love and kisses..... Penny