I believe it was around Feb 2008, I've always wanted a "teacup" yorkie, something small and a playmate for my Bichon Frise Francine which recently turned 9 in Oct. Back to the story. We went in and I was surprised to see cages on top of cages and sneaker paper inside the cages, but I guess I didn't think any of it. A woman came out, she was very kind and started to talk to us, we told her we we're looking for a Teacup Yorkie, so she brought us over to the cage. Their were 3 yorkies in the cage, beautiful little girls.
So we asked how much we're they are and I picked out one "2,000." My father said "2,000? For what?! They all look the same." The woman said "It goes by blood line and how cute they are." I looked at my father then looked at her, like lady you have no idea what you're talking about. At that point we should have left, but me being 15 and wanting the dog for so long, I couldn't wait. So she says "Their are other dogs in the back for 500 dollars." So my father and I said sure lets see. She bring out this small, scared, sick looking dog, she looked so sad, and looked like as if she was on the verge of dying right there and then! But yet again, my father and I stood! We told her no and she brought her back into the cage on the other side of the wall.
Then my father and I saw a little fat one with a teddy bear face, I had to get her, we took her out and she was such a happy puppy all wobbley and playful, she was 1,600 but they lowerd it for us, so we paid 1,200 plus the other items we bought for her. As we're going through her paper work, we seen on her belly and in her work that she had a herina, so we let that slide. It gave us directions on how most dogs are hypoglysimic and we should watch out for it, sure no problem. They told us they have a vet somewhere by the store so we can get Laila (dog) checked out if anything. So they sent us home with antibiotics for her, but again we didn't think there was anything wrong with that.
We take her home, she was a very happy puppy, my boyfriend, now fiance, came over and played with her and my older sisters, basically everyone loved her, I would let her sleep with me, she was a very loving and beautiful dog, she wanted to play with Francine all the time, chase the cat. Until 2 days after having her, she didn't want to eat, and we were giving her all the meds. she didn't look like she was getting better, from the fat fluff ball to a skinny sad looking pup like the one they tryed to sell us. So my father calls Francines vet which is in Bayridge and makes an apmt. we go in the next day, bad news, she had kennel cough, and she had a sickness, which I don't remember.
So my father ****** off, calls the store and they said to bring it to their vet to get a "second opinion" We did what they said, my father couldn't make it and my mother and I just went, we got to the vets office, and they're was a russian lady who couldn't speak good english, we signed some papers for laila, and we waited for the vet to come out. He was a creepy mean looking old man. He said "Theres nothing wrong with her, but we can keep her here for a couple of days and nurse her back to health" I said "No, I want her to come back home with me" So he calls Puppy Boutique and says "The daughter is being stubbron and she doesn't want the dog here." I said "Firstly, I'm not being stubbron, I just don't want my dog here, especially with people that don't even like animals, and can barely speak english." My mother was about to yell at me, but it's how I felt, and I knew I was 100% right, so my mother talked me in it. I left crying.
That week she was with us, I fell in love with her, she was my baby. We called everyday, supposedly she was getting better, then one day of calling, she's not getting any better and she's going to have to stay on meds. 3 times a day and plus they we're going to have to do a surgery on her. She had respiratory disease and she was just a sick pup from the beg. so my father calls up Puppy Boutique and says he wants a refund, the pup is sick, and they kept telling him, "we can give you a different pup" my father said no, I want my money back. So days of hell, my dad would call and they would hang up on him, my father threatened them and said he'll get his lawyer and sue them. So finally those evil people gave up and gave him a full refund, we had to go back to the puppy mill and they're was a huge sale on the pups, and their was one lady who bought a teacup yorkie, and I looked at her and the pup and the pup wanted to come to me, and the lady was signing her papers, and I was like Laila, and she gave me those sad puppy eyes, like save me mommy. It broke my heart to see she was so skinny and looked so sick, her coat was dingy and not bright like it was when we first got her.
So I asked the woman can I see your papers, she looked at me if I was crazy, and I looked at Laila's name on the paper which was N., and I said that's my baby, she's really sick, and my mother was talking to the lady, and she said "I came all the way from Mass. and I'm not buying a sick pup, that costs 1,000" I just looked at laila, and wanted to hug her and kiss her for the last time, but I couldn't. The woman asked for another dog, and they brought laila to the back. We left with our full refund.
Never again would we ever go back to that store, and Puppy Boutique and Puppy Paradise and Puppy City are all affiliates, they do not love the animals, they sell sick animals, and I've read horror stories about them, they're puppy mills, which need to be stopped! They do not buy puppies from "responsible breeders!" They're liars and creeps, and those puppies deserve better, I wish I had all the money in the world to help those pups out, but sadly this is a cruel world, and I wish that they would close these stores! Til this day, we have not gotten another dog, we're scared we might have to go through the heart break and headaches of owning a sick pup.
We had gotten our money back, and they still have their business, which they shouldn't, they're pathetic and evil. As a witness,to how they talk to their pups is disgusting and it makes me sick to my stomach, that they're still making money!
Stop puppy mills! Stop these insane people from making money off of sick pups!