WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
AS YOU ALL KNOW, EACH AND EVERY BREEDER HAS A STORY
BEHIND HOW THEY ALL BEGAN
TO UNDERTAKE THEIR ADVENTURE, HERE IS
In 2000, I was living a happy go lucky life and
taking more or less alot for granted. We had
moved to Moncton NB because I had been offered a
very promissing employment with a major
company and so we decided to leave our home and
I loved my new job! I was learning fast and
up for a promotion in the month of August!
things were not meant to be............on July 12th
2000, 4 days after my birthday, I had a car
accident. With me in our car was our 2 year
As you all know, it is said to find good in the bad.
And, if you try hard enough, you can. Out of
our bad, the accident renderring me no longer able
to work, was the good that our beautiful daughter
escaped without being harmed.
So, one would say that I should have been
happy even though I had a major life
change. Do not get me wrong, I felt that we
were blessed knowing that our daughter would not
out life with sorrow. But, having then been
announced by medical doctors that my life would no
longer be as it once was, I became very depressed.
When my children would go off to school and my
husband off to work, I would be alone in bed and YES
wallow in my sorrow!
Christmas coming around, my husband wished to give
me something very special. Something that
would lift my spirits, make me smile again.
So, after much consideration and searching, he
found what he thought the perfect gift! A
beautiful male Yorkshire Terrier puppy!!!
What my husband would not know at the time was that
he had not only offered me a cute gift, but
he had found for me my soul mate and a reason to
want to live again......my Whiskey!
Some say that animals can sense our needs,
comprehend beyond what many would say is possible.
I am hear to say that it is not a myth, but in fact
an incredible truth!
My beautiful new puppy was from the beginning such a
smart boy! He house trained very fast and
was obedient to the tea! But, Whiskey was soon
to proove so much more!
My husband would go off to work, my children to
school, and I would be alone with my puppy.
I had a lot of complications medically that I will
not go into, but Whiskey knew more then anyone
else exactly what I needed. I would be in bed
with Whiskey and all of a sudden he would cry,
wanting to be let out. So, I would get up, go
with him to the door, let him out and.........he
scratch immediately at the door and want back in!
Ok, so let him in, make it back to bed and he
would cuddle up with me for about 30-45 min then all
over again! I would mumble and complain,
get back up and go only for him to turn around and
want in! Hum.....funny right?
Well, Whiskey knew more then anyone what I needed!
He wanted me to move, to exercise slowly.
He would run and get a toy, get up on my bed and bug
me to the point where I would grab the toy
and throw it! He would bounce after it, retreive and
come back and start all over. My days would
be monopolised by Whiskey's antics! But, without
realising, I was feeling better. I was able to
move again, my migraines were under better control,
my body parts were more mobile.
But most of all, my love for life was returning!
I would smile more often, even on the bad days!
When I needed rest, Whiskey would roll up beside me
and be a little angel! If I was sad, Whiskey
would kiss away my tears. When I needed
cheering up, Whiskey would make me laugh. I
depend on Whiskey 24 hours a day 7 days a week 365
days in the year to take
me as I am and love me without demanding more then
to be loved back.
My love for Yorkshire Terriers was born.......
With everything that I had come to know, was
my desire to provide to deserving homes these
beautiful creatures! So, I started studying the
breed with the assistance of some very good
Yorkshire Terriers Breeder friends. I started off
slowly, learning as I went along.
And so, the birth of .....
Shan's Yorkie Haven
Since my Whiskey, we have added Brandy the Queen of
the roost, Moka our tiny Princess, Pourie
(which means SPOILED ROTTEN) who wears her name
well, Zookie our Tiny Stud, Haley the Beaut
of them all, Chantel our shy girl, Okoa our tender
loving one, Micco our Teeny Stud and finally
Sayrah our Texan star!
Here they grace us with their presence, fill our
home with their love and joy, make us complete.
So, as you see, one can find good out of bad, joy
out of sorrow, life after loss. I have. And,
I would not change a thing!
Thank-you my darling Whiskey. To you I owe so