The little can can infuriate me and melt my heart all at the same time 🐩💙
Meet Biscuit, my tiny toy. I brought him home at 8 weeks, exactly. That’s how old that he had to be for him to fly. He’s now, 19 weeks with a stubborn, funny curious, mischievous but protective attitude! I’ve never really been an animal person but when all of my sons became adults I started to research and explore the idea of having a small dog that could “Fit in my bag/purse.” Well I was scammed so many times seeking a teacup poodle or maltipoo. Until I found my amazing breeder in Vegas @VegasToyPoodles! She told me that she’d have 3 litters born in Spring and he and all of his litter mates were born on April 5th! I told her that I wanted the smallest boy out of the bunch. He stayed a little less than 2 lbs for a while then slowly up to 2.5 and at his last vet visit a few weeks ago, 2.65. I’m curious to see what he’ll be on Friday. However, she told me that he wouldn’t be more than 4-5 lbs full grown. Biscuit has brought so much joy into our home since June 1st! Although, the potty training has been hit or miss. Since he’s been able to play outside after his last round of shots, it’s becoming easier and he’s doing a little better inside. I have been meaning to share our story here for a while! I’m considering trying to find a tiny girl at some point to rescue or something so that he can have a playmate! He’s so spoiled, my shadow and like another appendage to my body😂😂