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I love new rugs.  Especially the ones that come from far away.  I love the way they smell, the way they feel.  There’s nothing like a new rug being unwrapped for the first time.  Whenever my folks get a new rug I have to be the first to roll around on it.  It just feels so exhilarating.

Here’s a clip of me doing my spastic dance on a rug my parents bought recently.  My dad says something’s disconnected in my head.  I don’t know what that means, but I think he thinks I’m crazy.  I do a lot of things he doesn’t understand.  Like running around in circles.  I’m glad there’s another Pomeranian in the house now so he can see I’m not crazy.  We all act like this.  I’ll post a clip of Nalla and I doing our spaz-run when I get a chance.

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What a week this has been.  I just started getting to know Nalla and then Grandma and Grandpa came to visit. It was fun playing with them.  I could smell another dog on them when they came.  I think it was my aunt Blizzard.  I’ve heard all about her, but I’ve never met her.  She’s a white German Shepherd and lives in Pennsylvania.  I’ve never been there.  Grandma and Grandpa are nice.  They brought us toys.  But as usual, Nalla took my toys.  I can’t tell you why, but I don’t like playing with my toys after she has had them.  Something about it bothers me.  Anyway, they left on Monday just like all the other people who come to visit me.  I hate when people leave.  It makes me sad.  But I’m getting used to it.

Nalla and I are getting along really well now that she recognizes me as the leader here.  For the first few days she was challenging me, trying to get me to submit.  Now when we play-wrestle she lays on her back to let me know I’m the Alpha.  I try to be gentle with her ’cause she’s so little.  She weighs less than 2 pounds.  I’m a big guy.  I weigh 7 pounds.  So I’m very careful not to hurt her.  Still, because I’m such a big, strong dog, they keep us separated during the day with a gate.  She has to stay in a small part of the house while I get the rest of the house.  It might also have something to do with her not knowing how to use a potty pad yet.  Sometimes she does, sometimes she doesn’t.  I’ll have to teach her to use it all the time like I do… usually.

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My sister Nalla is here. She came Saturday afternoon.  My mom and dad went to the airport to get her.  They brought her home and stayed outside with her and brought me out to meet her.  I guess they wanted to make sure it was ok with me to let her in the house.  So I sniffed her butt real good to make sure she’s the type we want in our house.  She checked out ok so I let them know it was ok to let her in the house. 

It was a little weird at first.  She followed me everywhere.  She still does, but I don’t think it’s weird anymore.  I didn’t realize this at first, but I think she’s going to live with us forever. 

At first I thought she was going to just come over and play whenever I wanted her to.  Then she would go home.  But I found out that she doesn’t have another home to go to.  So I guess she’ll be staying with us. 

Having her around is kinda nice at times, but sometimes a sister can be a real pain.  She took all my toys and played with them.  She even took the new blue bumpy bone dad got me for my birthday.  Now I don’t want them anymore.  And sometimes I’m just standing there minding my own business and she comes over and bites me.  When I go to bite back my dad tells me to play nice and not bite her!  But she started it! 

But then there are times when she’s in trouble and I want to help her.  Like last night when everyone went to sleep.  She was crying in her crate because she was scared.  I went over and tried to open the door, but I don’t have fingers.  So I sat with her for a little while to make her feel better.  Then I got tired of her whining and went downstairs for some peace and quiet.  No need for both of us to lose sleep.

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My Sister Nalla
My Sister Nalla

I just saw some pictures of my new sister.  They didn’t tell me she’s a Pomeranian too!  So she’s just like me!  Here’s a picture of her.  Isn’t she cute?  Of course she’d have to be cute for people to believe she’s my sister.  My parents named her Nalla.  There’s a surprise.  I guess that’s a nice name.  She’s coming from Sharp Poms.  They’re a Pomeranian breeder.  In case you don’t know, that means the stork brings Pomeranian puppies to them.  My parents said she will be here Saturday afternoon.  I’m going to take a bath that morning so I smell good when she comes. 

I wonder what kind of toys she will bring.  I hope she likes to play the same games I do like Pull the Rope and Squeak the Toy. 

There’s so much important stuff I don’t know about her.  Like I wonder if she’s a lefty or a righty.  If you’re not a Pomeranian you won’t understand.  But we Poms like to spin in tight circles.  We spin when we’re excited, when we’re frustrated, when we’re angry and even when we go potty.  Some of us spin to the left, some spin to the right.  I’m a lefty.  I hope she is too so we don’t bump into each other. 

I’ll just have to wait until Saturday to find out everything.  So when will it be Saturday?

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