Shortly after my childhood dog passed away at 19 years of age, I wanted to get another pup to share my life with. I turned to craigslist, posting a request saying was ooking for a dog to adopt With the first 24 hours I had tons of emails but one caught my eye. A woman emailed me saying she was trying to get rid of a dog We met the next day, and she brought a little dog in a cage, and explained that she had originally bought him from a breeder because she wanted a purse dog. Not being full Pomeranian, he quickly got too big for that. which meant she didn't want him, and mentioned he spent most of his time in that cage. I took him and left.
At home, it quickly became apparent that he'd lived his whole life in that cage. He was completely unsocialized, and had no lec strength. Judging by his teeth and muzzle he wasn't the 4 month old puppy she claimedhe was, either. I gave him space ove. and cookies. and soon enouah hestarted to come out of his shell 1 lived with a room mate at the time who had a cat. My new puppy would run arouna trying to copy his feline friend, trying to walk on top of the couch and making weird noises to trying and meow, which was hilarious. I named him Felix for his coloring, and his identity crisis Four years later, he's my best friend. He has gotten me through some incrediblu hard times. He'll cuddle me when I'm sad or sick. insist on walks and play time when I'm lazy. and overall. take care of me as much as I care for him. I love that cute little face
