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Originally Posted by JWillis72
He stood like this for 45 minutes yesterday before I took him to the ER. He is a silky terrier, when he was young he could jump into my arms while I was standing up.
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Love those Little Terriers ... I have 4.
Here is 'Fritz' [looks just like yours when he's clean and dry] - He is an Australian Terrier - if you mix an Australian with a Yorkie you get a Silky.
'Fritz' is a Toy-a-Holic [the squeakier the better] - he is on the couch slobbering up his toy Sausages.
I have a female Silky who is going to be 12 yrs old on Thanksgiving day.
Her name is 'Gia' - and she came from a large Italian family so I call her my 'gumad' [girlfriend on the side :-]
Then there is 'Max' - alias 'Wooly Bully' a Yorkshire terrier mix with Rocky Balboa.
He's the 'Tough Guy' in the pack.
#4 is Little Lily - the real boss of the outfit.
She's a year and a half old 6 lb. Yorkie ... and quite a character.
'The 4 Amigos' tied to a tree
Left to Right:
Gia - her job is to keep the trees awake [and she does a fine job of it, you'll notice that the tree behind them isn't sleeping]
Lily - her job [as I like to describe it] is 'Spontaneous Creative Interior Re-Design' [she is quite good at rearranging the house to suit her fashionable tastes when I'm at work]
Max - his job is to patrol the area and protect the pack - he's fearless.
Fritz - his job is proper care, maintenance, and instructional use of anything toy related.
Enjoy
