This post is a little on the heavy side and not in my usual light-hearted style. So if you’re looking for laughs or advice on potty training, you may want to skip this one.
As a spoiled dog, I sometimes forget how good I have it and how grateful I should be for all that I have. My bowls are always full of food and water. My bed is warm and soft. I have lots of toys and I get lots of treats. And I never have to be afraid that someone is going to hurt me.
I just came across a website called PomRescue.com. This site is run by people who help Pomeranians and other dogs that were abused by the humans they loved. Most are either sick or injured when they are rescued. I read a lot of sad stories. Then I saw a Pomeranian named Tiny Tot. He looked a lot like me. Except he had no teeth and his hair wasn’t trimmed and combed nice like mine. His legs were crippled. Fleas ate into his skin. A lot of his hair was lost. He was hungry. He was cold. He was scared. First I felt sorry for him, hurting, scared and confused. What was he thinking? What was he feeling? Then I was angry. How can humans be so cruel? And they call us animals! Then I realized, we are all Tiny Tot. But by the grace of God, some of us are blessed more than we ever realize, and spared from a fate like his.
Tiny Tot
Sometimes I wish I had more toys. I wish I could spend more time playing. And I wish I had more friends to play with. But I have teeth. And my belly is full. And my bed is warm. Sometimes it takes someone like Tiny Tot to remind me of all the things I have to be grateful for.
If you find yourself in South Carolina and have a place in your home and in your heart for one of these rescued dogs, I know they would love to be adopted into a home where they can be loved, and even spoiled, like I am.
