Mickey a couple days old, captured my heart!
Mickey came to me as a 2 day old little puppy. His "dog" momma had passed away and I bottle raised Mickey who was at that point in time lovingly known as "minnie". He was just to little to know at that time. I fell head over heals in love with that little guy from the first minute I saw him. He was the runt of the bunch, and I knew he had to be mine. After the weening period and we found out he was a little boy, I changed his name to Mickey.
My boyfriend at the time didnt want to keep my little monkey so I had to bring him back to my moms house. But I told her and made her promise me she'd keep him cause I knew I'd be back for him. So, after about two weeks of me bawling my eyes out every day for my boy, the ex tells me to go and get him. So, I drove as fast as I could to my moms house and brought my little boy home to be with me the rest of his life.