In March 2003 Mary, a co-worker at the Air and Space Expeditionary Force Center (AEFC) where I work, came by my desk looking for someone. She saw the picture of Gizmo I had up on my computer (I rotate hundreds of his photos) and asked me,"Is that a Yorkie? I love those, they're so cute! I have one too". She started to tell me about her little Yorkie, Colors, who had been having seizures and the doctor didn't know what was wrong. I asked her how old he was and she said eight months. I told her my Gizmo was eight months old too and he was fine. So I asked,"When is his birthday?" and she said,"July 17, 2002". I said,"Mine too! Did you get him from a trailer park in Williamsburg?" She replied,"Yeah, a lady named Wanda". They were twin brothers! Mary had Gizmo's brother! I was thrilled. So, on July 17, 2003, I brought Gizmo to a little doggy day-care near the base and at lunch, Mary brought Colors there and we re-united to two for their first birthday!
Gizmo is the hairy disaster... 
