Flora, my Morkie (Maltese/Yorkie mix). Well, she's more of my mom's baby.
3 years ago, my mom decided she wanted a puppy. It was pretty shocking considering that she was a neat freak and that my dad REFUSED to have cats or dogs. He grew up in the northeast countryside of the Philippines where his parents owned a lot of farmland, and he had a lot of pets (cats, dogs, horses, cattle...you name it). But they weren't the homebody companion type of pets as we know of. They were all outdoors. So his idea of having pets inside the home (with the exception of fish, parakeets, and hamsters, which were the other pets I used to have) made him feel squeamish.
However, my mom and I were searching on the internet for Shi Tzus and other small dogs that she was interesting in. My sister suggested that we go to the local shelter. Thank God we went out the same day, because I found and fell in love with Aristotle "Aris". He was a really shy pup and did not want to leave the bed in his kennel. I almost got his next-door neighbor, Cowboy, a long-haired chihuahua. But another couple wanted him, so minutes before the shelter was about to close, I decided that I wanted to meet Aris first. And my mom, nephew and I were placed in a small room to meet him and see if we were a match. Aris was jumping all over me and licking me. It was love at first meet.