Likes: Playing indoor soccer, rolling side to side, having her picture taken, hoards the toys and doggie naps.
Pet-Peeves: She is not real keen on car rides. Doesn't like to get her paws wet or her teeth brushed-oh no here we go again!
Favorite Toy: Her black and white mini soccer ball and any toy that China is playing with.
Favorite Food: Her favorite num-nums are cheese, popcorn, cheezies and ice cream - vanilla!! She'll start her diet on Monday!
Favorite Walk: On the walking trails in my hometown. She also loves when we go to Jasper National Park (the mountains).
Best Tricks: She keeps my cat Lucky off the area rug by patrolling the borders! CoCo lets me know it is time to play by putting the soccer ball in her mouth and pushing it into you leg.
Arrival Story: Sad but true, mom had a Pom before my arrival. Her name was Chipper Yukon and she was purchased from an unreputable source and had many health issues. She eventually died on the operating table. Second time around mom was much smarter and her search lead her to me, Little CoCo Puff - a delightful 4 pound ball of fluff. Mom just loves Pomeranians and because she is home all day I am the perfect companion. I am so glad mom is a part of my life!
Bio: Unlike Chipper Yukon, I am in exceptional health. I am only 4 pounds but I am solid like a tank. I play a lot of indoor soccer and that keeps me in top physical condition. I must say I have the most exuberant personality and a good dose of attitude which makes me a delight to have around. Mom sometimes calls me a ham bone - is that good?. I love to play so don't get me started because mom says I can be a handful. Good things come in small packages and I am proof to that.
I know I used to always poke fun at China and call her a wuss and stuff but I never wanted her to go away. I don't understand it, she was her two days ago and now I don't see her. Even last night I went to check her bed and she was not there. I even sniffed around to see if she was hiding somewhere.
Then today mom sat me down and told me China has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. I asked her if I could go too but she said it was not my turn yet. I asked mom when China would come back home and mom told me China is never coming back. I know I have a little brain but I still can't understand all of this. Mom said China was really sick and her little body just could not handle anymore so the Pommie angels called her home.
As prissy and as sappy China was I really did love her. I will miss her little quirky ways and the way she used to sit so innocently and get me in trouble.
China you were fun to have around and it won't be the same without you. I wish I could do something to cheer mom up she is just so sad.
I just put my paw to my eyes to wipe away my tears. China could you please watch over us and send a sign to mom.
I warned mom but would she listen to the lil' wise one? Nooooo!
This past weekend was Thanksgiving in Canada so I had mom in the kitchen cooking. I gave her a list of all the foods I wanted on menu so she was chopping, mixing and stirring. Lots of commotion coming from the kitchen so I had to pipe up and tell her to keep it down while I napped before the big dinner.
Now you are probably wondering what I warned her about, right? I told mom she should not give China any other nibbles other then her bland diet. China's sensitive stomach and Thanksgiving cuisine do not mix. Mom knows this but all that whiny, sappy, China has to do is look at mom and well... Mom said if she gives to one she has to give to the other. Fine! Pumpkin pie and whipped cream - can't get better then that. After I gobbled no pun intended) my share up I sat back and waited.
Sure enough before long China was whizzing around in circles by the door to go out. Well HOLY DYNA, mom snatched China up and out they went. They barely made it outside when the poo started to spew like a oil geyser - I just sat back with my Pommie paws crossed laughing my fuzzy head off.
Once back inside mom was mumbling to China about wiping the mess up and no more treats for her. Yes!! Music to my Pommie ears as I got up and stretched I whispered PU in China's ear.
I smiled at mom and said MORE TREATS PLEASE!
Dang, this morning when mom was brushing my fur out and putting a clean t-shirt on me I knew my day was headed downward. Before I could paw my eyes open we were bumping along the country road. With the window cranked down I could smell the fresh spring air but WAIT, that's not spring air I smell, it's, it's, it's..."THE VET CLINIC"!!!
Lo and behold before I knew it mom was signing the admission papers and pushing China and I over the counter to the dreaded lady. The next thing I know I'm waking up in a metal holding cell. I don't remember a thing, honest and I didn't do anything to deserve this treatment.
What seemed like an eternity finally a lady came and took me and China from the prison cell. We both wore bright orange bandages wrapped around our front legs. At least I think they were bandages or could they be prison garb or ankle monitoring devices?
Mom was laughing her head off saying "oh, CoCo you looked like you been put through the washing machine" because my facial fur was damp and scrunched down. I did not find this funny, one bit and if I had anything to up-chuck I would have, right there in front of everyone, how funny would that be?
It's like someone flicked a switch because soon as we were home mom was all lovey-dovey. Talking in that stupid, sick, little animal baby, sappy voice! "Oh, CoCo are you ok", "CoCo I know, I know it'll be ok, mom's here". This was enough to make any Pommie poo-poo the bed!
So I lay and whimper and cry because I had 6 teeth out, stitches and the vet said my throat was a bit swollen. Mom tried to give me my antibiotic pill but I was having no part of it. That is until she brought the ice cream out and gave me a big spoonful, pill and all.
"The Puff" will not live with this tyranny and I'll have mom eating out of my paws...