Kimber


Pomeranian
Picture of Kimber, a female Pomeranian

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Home:Virginia Beach, Albany Ny, Bet  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Nicknames:
Kimber Ann, Baby Girl, and her favorite nickname My Pretty Pretty Princess. She would dance in circles for that one, My Beloved

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
February 6th 2002

Likes:
Kimber loved ME....She never left my side. I never even had to use a leash on her.

Pet-Peeves:
Getting a bath...She hated that.

Favorite Toy:
I was her favorite toy.

Favorite Food:
Anything I ate.

Favorite Walk:
Wherever I went....She would even run behind our 4wheeler when I rode it around the yard (very slowly and carefully of course). She also LOVED riding on it with me!!!!!

Best Tricks:
She would sit and lay down but was too headstrong to want to do anything else

Arrival Story:
My husband and I lost a baby the night before we got married. A few months later He gave me a baby to take care of. Kimber. She was made for me. From day one she thought I hung the moon. When I had to take a trip because of a death in the family , Kimber went to stay with the breeder that she came from. She was so happy to see me when I got back, I thought she was gonna bust...LOL

Forums Motto:
I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!!!!! Hold me Mommy!!!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
September 19th 2007 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
628506


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How I lost my little Love


It has been a long time

July 13th 2008 8:45 pm
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I has been a while and the hurt just won't go away. Almost a year and I still cry at the thought of her or when I see her pic. Heck, I am crying right now...for the THIRD TIME TODAY. I came across her collar the other day. Oh and this morning my husband and I were looking through our picture box for a picture to put on the box with Kimber's brother Magnum's box with his ashes. We found a few pics from Kimber's first year. She was so tiny. Two inch tall grass came up to her belly when she was standing.I remember taking her to see my husband at work right after we got her. One of the Marines that worked with him thought she was a hamster at first...lol.

I still hurt so bad. I don't know how to make it stop.....

 

Kimber my lil guard dog.....

September 23rd 2007 7:52 am
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I am sitting in the chair that Kimber and I shared. I can't help thinking of her. I have yet to cry today but I am sure that will change, sigh. SO I was thinking about when she was 5 months old or so we drove to the Olympic Game Farm in WA. We were living near Seattle at the time so it wasn't like a cross country trek. Anyway, They let people drive through and look at the animals. There were bison, moose, zebras and several other grazing animals. Kimber lost her mind. If she was a bigger breed she would have jumped out the window and tried to get them. She was so brave growlin and barking...lol. It was funny when the moose were coming up to the Jeep licking the windows. She was scratching at the window trying to get through. When we got to to grizzly bear that wave I thought she was gonna come out of her fur.....WOW...She was always a lady but that day she took the gloves off!!!

 

I was thinking about Kimber today

September 22nd 2007 8:09 pm
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I was just sitting here trying to recover from putting her ashes in the urn I made for her. I was OK till I saw a vertebrae through the plastic. That took me down for a while. And once I got my bearings, I started to remember little things like the way my hand and her head fit perfectly. She would sit on the back of the couch like a cat does and snuggle up behind my head and kiss my ear. My soul hurts. It is more than a loss kind of hurt. She is a part of me and she has been torn out.

 
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