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Age: 19 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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I am 7 years old, no nicknames for me

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

October 1st 1997

Food..any food. Playing fetch and sleeping

My brother Dasher getting to sleep next to my mommy.

Favorite Toy:
My stuffed frog. Well it is mines now since I took it from my brother.

Favorite Food:
Any food will do. But my mommy will not give me chocolate.

Favorite Walk:
I like to walk to the sandpits

Best Tricks:
I can walk on 2 legs for a long time

Arrival Story:
I was looking for another little dog and the local pound recommended me to Metropolitian Maltese Rescue. I could not believe there actually was a a organization that rescues Maltese's and I could not believe my luck in getting my little boy Mickey

I am seven years old and I came from NYC. My family could not take care of me anymore so I ended up at my forster mommy's house. She loves me to death. But she has 2 other dogs. I finally ended up at my forever mommy's. Now first I was a little apprehensive because she already had a Yorkie and WE ALL KNOW HOW YORKIES ARE. Spoiled spoiled spoiled and Dasher upheld their reputation. But my mommy told Dasher that he better act like he has some sense because Mickey is coming home with us. He is just fine. If he acts up I just growl a little at him and he leaves me alone. I had to let Dasher know who was the boss now. Plus he is only 1 years old. But if he feels like I am moving into his space he lets me know. He really is a nice little guy. But he is still the most spoiled dog I have ever seen. My new mommy loves me like I have been here forever and yes she is spoiling me too. I am a Lap dog and there is nothing better then me my mommy and Dasher sitting on the bed looking at TV and having some treats. I really love my new home. Oh and I am sure there are other Maltese in the NYC tri state area who would love to be as lucky as me so take a look at www.malteserescue.com and I am sure one will be waiting for you.

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Hearts goes out to Doogie and Tammy Grimes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, ♥ Maltese Mommys ♥

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Mickeys brothers

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 27th 2004 More than 12 years!

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Life with a spoiled Yorkie

My Tail of Devotion for Mickey

June 21st 2006 12:40 pm
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I have two little boys, Dasher my Yorkie and Mickey the Maltese. I have never seen such a devoted companion in my life. Mickey I believe had pretty bad life. I got him from rescue. He was so scared he would put his head down all of the time. I would say Mickey you are a Maltese you come from Royalty and I would hold his head up in my hands.
He would run underbeds becsuae he was afraid of every thing. It took time but now Mickey is trustful and he hold his head up all of the time and he runs from no one But he is a barker.
He was 7 years old when he came home to me and He trusted me a stranger to love him and to to make sure he was ok after years of being mistreated. He is always by my side . He the sweetest little boy in the world. And I love him to death. How can I not be devoted to Mickey after he let me put his life in my hands.

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The Horror of it all!

February 9th 2005 8:22 pm
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They did it. I went under duress but I got groomed. I know that I am a Maltese and we are suppose to be extremely clean. But I am set in my ways and I like a Flea or two. Mommy is outraged. She gave in and said I am allowed ONE flea if I go get groomed. The lady who did my hair said I was handsome. Well I already know that. I thought I would give her a hard time, but she was so nice. When mommy picked me up she didn’t recognize me. She said I look like I have a Dutch Boy hairstyle. I don’t know what that means but I wasn’t getting any top knot. She is trying her best to take a picture of me. Let her take a picture of that Yorkie Dasher, he loves I. He is the most spoiled dog in the world and he loves going to the Spa. He got all primed preened Puffed and poofed. He smells like the perfume counter at Bloomingdaleson Valentines Day. Mommy told the hairstylist to give him the Schnauzer cut. He loves it. Now he looks serious all of the time. Mom said he has a face of a Angel..yeah right. She won’t feel that way after she finds out about him driving her car and his Chocolate cartel. All I know is I am not going to the Spa for a while. I am going to collect a few more fleas in the meantime


No Groomer this week

January 20th 2005 11:35 am
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Oh my God, saved by a doctors appointment. Today would of been the worst day in my whole life. Me and my brother Dasher were suppose to go to the groomer!! Dasher being a Yorkshire Terrier and the most spoiled dog in the world has been in a tizzy for the last few weeks. I had not a clue why. He kept on barking about going to a Spa. Not knowing what he was barking about I just thought he was going AWAY for a few weeks so I can be alone with MY mommy. No such luck. I have been successful in avoiding a bath and a GOOD hair brushing even though Mommy went out and got all this stuff for white dogs. Special shampoo and conditioner all sorts of things. I heard her talk about it to her mommy. Well as soon as that junk came into the house I let her know. A flea or two is a good thing. She put her foot down and put that flea stuff on me. But not that pansy shampoo. Anyway Dasher let on what the Spa was Friday and I said no way. Over my dead body. Well my wishes came true when Mommy came down with something called Bursitis and could not move her arm. She called and cancelled until the 1st. That Yorkie is mad as you know what but I am happy as a flea on a Maltese.

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