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Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Priss the Spoiled Rotten Pomeranian; Prissy Ann; Pissy Girl (thats right... without the 'r'!

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
November 21st 1999

November 21st 1999

Attention in my lap


Favorite Toy:
My socks

Favorite Food:
Little Ceasar's

Favorite Walk:
in the country

Best Tricks:
She learned to use the doggie-door!

Arrival Story:
"Picking a dog may be the only chance we get to choose a relative." I had heard about a neighbor of an aunt that had a Pom, but I had never seen it. I had heard it bark a few times when I went to visit. She said it was always kept in a metal building, winter and summer, and was never paid any attention. I know that conditions were pretty bad, and my mother said the sheriff had been called on more than one occasion. One day my aunt said the elderly lady was in pretty bad shape, and wanted to give away the dog. I went to check it out, and discovered the most horrible conditions I'd ever seen. This precious Pomeranian was locked up in a chicken coop. Obviously, had never been groomed.. etc. Her coat was one solid mass of matted hair. I said, I want your dog. Now. They just picked it up like it was a bag of grain and shoved her into my arms. As terrible as her living conditions were, she was delighted! Squirming around, loving the attention. I had to cut off most of her coat, all the way down to skin and de-flea her. After a couple of vet visits, she's fine, just incredibly neglected. I'm surprised she didn't have every parasite known to mankind. The day I got her I declared it her birthday. Me and the veternarian estimate she is about 7 years old now. I've had her a little over 2 years. She had no social skills, no ....nothing. Very timid, but loving attention. She has come a long way in learning that she can love... and be loved.

The elderly lady that had her told me her name was Prissy. Later I discoved that she did not know her name. She didn't respond to it at all. It took a while, but now she knows her name and will react to the sound of it. I am fully aware the standard for the Pomeranian breed is small, around 6 lbs or less. All my Pom's save for one, has been bigger. Upwards of 10 lbs. But, they're still all winners to me. Priss is currenty at 12 lbs, but is not at all overweight for her size.

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Priss: Guardian of the homestead.

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Priss' Blog

Dear Diary,

April 9th 2012 7:49 am
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I'm Prissy's mom. Priss went over Rainbow Bridge on Friday, March 30, 2012. I miss her so much. She was always one to lay in my lap, quietly for the longest time. Now my lap feels cold and empty.
The first part of Prissy's life was terrible. I hope she learned some forgiveness of those that would neglect and abuse her. She did learn that she could love, and be loved.


A new sister?

November 14th 2007 11:52 pm
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Mommie said I'm probably getting a new sister! Ain't that just so cool! She's been saying I would probably like one, but I'm not too sure. I'd have to share my stuff, huh? Nooooo! Maybe mama will get her some toys too, and I don't have to share. But.... ok... well, maybe. If she's nice.
I saw a picture of her. She's all black, and has a lot of fur like me. But, I'm bigger than she is, so I'll be the big sister, and she will be the little sister.
We get to meet her on Sunday. I sure hope she likes to play, because I want somebody to play with when mommie is gone to work.
I get to show her about those squirrels! We can both bark at them!
See her here:
Prayers for us please!


What's a Grand-Dog?

August 4th 2007 3:20 am
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We took a nice long road trip... one I've taken a bunch of times before. We went to see my granny and pawpaw.... and that dumb little black thing. Momma said he is my brother, or cousin or something like that. His name is Rambo and he thinks he's something special. I don't think so. Seems like just a little snooty Yorkie to me. Anyway, we had a nice visit.... and then momma left and she hasn't come back yet! She left me here! Where did she go? Have you seen her? I miss her so much. But, I guess I'm ok... granny feeds me and I got a nice yard to play in, and they let me sleep on the couch, or anywhere I want too. But I'll tell you what... I'm not gonna play with him...thats for sure! Momma did say she would bring me something nice from somewhere ... I don't know what it is. Something she said was Vegas.
Some lady... I don't know who she is either, but she did say I was pretty.
That made me smile! Granny said I was her Grand-dog and she was baby-sitting.
Baby sitting! Yap... can you believe that! I am not a baby!

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