Nicknames: Chai - like a Chai latte, Miss Prissy, Zsa Zsa
Birthday: June 14th 2001
Likes: I really like being with my owner. I like to gather the blanket up like a big sucker and chew on it!
Pet-Peeves: I do not like cold or wet paws so booties are essential. Also doesn't like the sound of knives and forks on dinner plates - go figure!
Favorite Toy: I have a little stuffed lion that I chew on when I'm anxious - yikes!
Favorite Food: Besides my doggie food my favorite num-nums are cheezies, bananas and vanilla ice cream.
Favorite Walk: Where my owner goes - I go. That is how it has to be.
Best Tricks: When my owner says "give me five" I put my paw in her hand. If she wants your attention she will start to sneeze and the sneezes get louder until you pay attention to her.
Arrival Story: I am an ex-show and an ex-breeding Pomeranian that my new mom got from a breeder. On my last litter of pups I turned blue while having a C-section; boy was that scary. Not just for me but for the breeder as well. She did not want to take anymore chances like that so a search for a loving home began. One day the breeder was talking to mom about something or other and she mentioned she was trying to find a home for me. Mom thought about it - just for a minute and that is how I arrived at my new home. I am missing all but a few teeth so my show days are officially over. I came to live with my new mom in October 2006 and it was a challenging adjustment. I am very timid and get stressed easily so mom had to be extra gentle with me. Mom says she sees improvements in me everyday and that I have come a long way. This is my forever home now and mom loves me very much. I am very, very attached to mom and have to know where she is at all times. Mom says "we are still working out the kinks but she wouldn't trade China for all the tea in China - ha, ha"! I have been blessed to live in this home and I never want to leave!
Bio: After living with someone else for 5 years it has taken me awhile to get used to my new home and a new schedule. I think I am finally relaxing and enjoying my new surroundings. When mom is working at her rolltop desk I like to sit in a drawer or right beside her and keep a watchful eye on her. Mom loves Poms very much - she said her life would not be the same if Iwere not a part of it. My full registered name is Oakrose Forbidden City China - quite a mouthful even for a Pom!
I know this was a hard day for my mom because I was watching from above. She went to the vet clinic to make my final arrangements. Everyone was shocked and sad that I have been called to the bridge. Mom decided to cremate my little body. She said she wasn't going to cry at the vet clinic but she did. Others were crying also.
Mom left and went to the car and when she came back she had all my special food with her. The clinic gave her a full refund because she can't use it...anymore.
Mom tried to smile but I could see the pain and hurt in her face and eyes. I wanted to come right back to earth and kiss her tears away but I can't. I would love to feel her hand on my little head saying "where's my little China". Oh, to see her eyes filled with the love she has for me...
The clinic told mom that the ashes should be back from the pet funeral home by Friday.
We will see one another again and I can't wait.
I love you mom.
This has been a horrible day for my mom. As most of you know I have this disease called PLE (protein losing entropathy) and I have been battling it for some time now. I was supposed to go to the vet clinic on Tuesday but my doctor wanted to see me today so off we went. Anyway after much testing, my protein levels had dropped again and my respiratory rate was high and I had fluid in my lungs and abdominal area. The doctor decided to give me a blood plasma transfusion and kept me for the afternoon. Mom picked me up later and we went home.
At home I got worse with my breathing and I was not eating. Mom was watching me closely and then I suddenly turned my head sideways and lay motionless. Mom immediately phoned the vet and was told to meet her at the clinic. Mom layed me on her lap in the car as we raced down the road. Mom was talking to me the whole time but it was time for me to go. I took one last breath and left to play with the other angel dogs.
Now I am at the Rainbow Bridge and my mom is very sad and crying.
Mom, don't feel bad I know you did all you could to save me but my poor little heart could not carry the load anymore. I wished I could have given you more doggie kisses. I wished I would have played more but I would never wish for a better mommy because I had the best. I know you loved me because you told me often and I could see it in your eyes. When you looked into my brown eyes I know you could see I adored you and trusted you with my life!
I know I was not easy to deal with, was timid and sick but I am so thankful I had you by my side to help me through my journey. You called me your China Doll and you treated me as such. You said I was a gentle soul and that made me happy.
I love you mom and I will see you again. I know I died in your lap and in your hands but not in your heart.
Mom and I had the worst day yesterday. Mom took me to the vet for a re-check on my lungs. Anyway we just walked into the clinic and Mom had me tucked under her arm like a football. Out of the corner of her eye she sees a man leaving with a humongous dog. So Mom brings me in a little closer and turns her body slightly. One minute I am in Mom's arms and the next I AM SNATCHED FROM HER ARMS AND IN THE JAWS OF THIS MONSTER DOG! The whole clinic went into panic mode and people were yelling and screaming for the huge dog to drop me. He was shaking me back and forth and would not listen to his owner. Somehow by the grace of the good Lord I got free and ran to the door. Mom scooped me up but I had pooped and peed myself real bad. I was so frightened and couldn't stop shaking. My doctor was concerned about my hurts and gave me a sedative and pain killer. The doctor couldn't even re-check my lungs because I was panting and breathing so hard.
The owner of that demon dog never even apologized but it doesn't matter because he will no longer be welcome at that vet clinic.
I know Mom was very shaken about everything and is thankful that I made it out of the jaws of death.
I feel very grateful, a little sore but oh so grateful!