I've always been a big-dog fan. Labs, Australian Sheepdogs, St. Bernards . . . you get the picture.

 Always until the last three years, anyway.

A friend gave us a little Yorkshire Terrier puppy. We named him Rockwell after a man in the 1800's who was said to be un-killable. I knew I would love him (who wouldn't love a little puppy?), knew he'd be cute and awesome and all that jazz.

What I didn't know is that he'd completely convert me to the wonders of small-dog love!

He's like the real live version of Cat-Dog, except without the weird cat head/dog head thing. Rocky is perfect in every way. He's as cute as a puppy, even though he's three years old. He's small and compact like a cat. He doesn't shed like ... uh .... like a person. He's smart like any big dog.

In short ....

He. Is. Awesome!


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