Gary and Gail Westmyer had lost their two 18-year-old much-loved cats two years prior to acquiring a new kitten from a rescue group. This cat ended up being the cat from hell — they finally gave him to an aunt who adored him and spoiled him rotten. Gail and Gary said, good riddance.
Their conversations of pet ownership turned to owning a dog. Many of their friends had dogs, and all of those friends stated that dogs where truly the best type of pet. The dog, they decided, had to be a little one and easy to manage. Of course we all know small dog and easy to manage is an oxymoron.
One day Gail's daughter-in-law, Janet, was coming home from Mile Square Park when she had to slam on her brakes to avoid hitting a small creature running across the road. Once she figured out it was a dog, she stopped to make sure it was okay. After 1 1/2 hours of trying to catch it, the little dog just wore out. Janet put it in the car and called Gail and asked if they still wanted a small dog.