Meet Chewie… my sweet little baby. He’s pomeranian and havernese, 10 weeks old and totally crazy. He has absolutely no idea that he’s tiny… he prances around our house like king of the castle and is afraid of nothing. I feel kinda bad for not giving him a big fan fare welcome, (I’ve had him for 2 days already) but I’ve had a migraine for 2 days also. He’s going to be a small little dude, so I’m litter training him. He did pretty good today already, so I’m optimistic about that. His fur is a mottled brown at the roots and black from about half way, then to the tips. I just adore him and our cats are warming up really quickly. Goliath, my pride and joy cat, has been the first to warm up to him and they started playing together today, by sharing a jingly ball and taking turns running after it. Our cats range from 9 lbs to 18 lbs – and this 2 lb pup thinks he towers over them – it’s hysterical.
I’ve never had a dog (as an adult), only cats… I keep waiting for him to purr, LOL (guess I’ll be waiting a long time) and it’s such a treat to bath him and not have to worry about being used as human pin cushion!
Every moment of every day is a chance to make a choice… choices that affect you and lives of people around you. Some choices are easy, some take no concious thought… Some are so difficult and make you wonder if you made the right one… The winding road of life takes some on easier paths than others… My oldest son’s road seems to be a long, slow, uphill path and I would do anything, anything, anything in the world to make his journey easier.
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