My Dog Taught Me About Love
Gizmo came into our family over 12 years ago and was so tiny he fit in my husband’s hand. He quickly grew to be a larger Yorkie. We teasingly called him the Godzilla of Yorkies, but we would not have changed anything about him. After my parents became ill and unable to take care of him, my little brother (Gizmo) came to live with my husband and me.
In my lifetime, I have had many dogs, but no one like Gizmo. He didn’t care too much for other dogs but LOVED their owners. If anyone even made eye contact with him, he ran to them with his tail wagging and quickly turned over to have his belly rubbed. There was only one thing he did not like and that was a cough or sneeze. Many times I have sneezed and gotten a dirty look as he walked to the bedroom to hide under the bed, but all was forgiven in a short time.