Back in October 2008, my boyfriend told me that a lady he worked with needed to get rid of one of the cutest dogs he's ever seen. His parents wouldn't let him get her, so I brought her home. I called my mom in advance and apologized. Turns out she's the best dog in the world and I can't imagine why someone would want to get rid of her. She didn't know her name when we got her, so we (I) named her Charlie. I have no clue where it came from, but that's what it is and we love our little Miss Charlie (even if everyone thinks I'm crazy for giving a girl dog a boy's name.) She's a yorkie poo and we believe she's about two years old.
She loves to sit up on her own. She always does it when she's on your lap and almost falls over backwards.
Little Miss Charlie Poo!
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