Bentley

Ok here goes. -Deep breath- Here's Bentley's little story:
This last weekend was a roller coaster! So bittersweet. It was one of the happiest days and saddest days of my life. I had to do probably the hardest thing I ever did.
It all started Friday night. I got off work, and went home to tell Tay that I had found some yorkie puppies I wanted to look at down in Orem. So we headed down there. Bentley was the first little puppy I picked up. She was the smallest and pick of the litter. Seriously, the cutest puppy I'd ever seen. Pictures really do no justice, She fit in the palm of your hand and was sooo snuggly! She nuzzled down in my chest and I seriously fell in love. Twenty minutes later we were heading back home with the cutest little addition to our family. We were sooo happy! We had to stop at the parents and the in-laws that night to show them. We stopped at Walmart and got the neccesities for her (kennell, puppy pads, food, etc.) and then some friends came over to see her. I couldn't stop smiling all night. She was just so cute and loved us so much. She slept great the first night and into the next morning. She slept a lot, but she was like a new born baby. We went Saturday to get her some toys and a collar and other things she would need. She was gonna be a spoiled little girl! And a daddy's girl. She had Tay wrapped around her, he cuddled with her all morning. Well Saturday evening was when it happened. She started acting funny, so we tried to get her to eat and drink. She wouldn't, so we tried putting karo syrup on her tongue. (That's what I read to do when they won't eat. Yorkies are at high risk for hypoglycemia (where their glucose levels get really low) and since she was so small she was at even bigger risk.) After I tried the syrup, she started moving really weird. She was arching her neck back and wouldn't stand up, so we rushed her to the pet hospital. We found out she had been having seizures and her blood sugar was scary low! (It's supposed to be 130-150 and it was 40!) They wanted to keep her overnight and keep an IV in her, but then she started eating from a syrenge. So we took her along with the prescription food, and had to hand feed her all night.
Sunday she was pretty much back to her normal self, except that she had really bad diarrhea from the wet food. Taylor and I were so worried about what was going to happen. It had only been 2 days, and we'd already spent $200 at the vet. How many more times was this going to happen? Also, what if while we were at work all day, she didn't eat? We could come home to some ugly stuff.
So we decided that we needed to do what was best for Bentley. We called the breeder we got her from and she agreed to nurse her back to health and then sell her to someone who could be with her all day, to make sure she got the nourishment she needed. We were seriously bawling all night long. The whole way down and the whole way back. Bentley kept looking up at me in the car on the way down to Orem, like, "Mom where we going?" :o(
The only thing that gave me a little comfort, was that when she got back with her mom and dad and brothers and sisters, she was so happy and ran around and played, and they were so happy she was back. So I know we did the right thing, for her and for us. It was just the hardest thing we've ever done, and it sure showed us we're no where near ready to have kids! In time we will get another puppy, but my dream puppy was always her. She was the perfect yorkie, but because of the health risks that come with, we will probably get a bigger dog.
I hope you remember me Bentley. I loved you sooo much and your new owner is so lucky! I'm never gonna forget you!! Thanks for the special times we did have together. I love you!!! xoxo





I look horrible in this one because I'd been crying. But I had to get a picture with my baby!