Daddy’s home! He came home the other night. As I said in my last post, he had been out of town for a while. I was so happy he was back that I pee’d on the floor a few times to show him. He got mad because he doesn’t understand why I do that. I guess it’s a dog thing. Sometimes during the night I pee on the floor in the hallway outside the bedroom. I didn’t always pee on the floor; I am trained to go only in a designated area or outside when I can get out. But since we moved into this new house I pee on the floor a lot. I really don’t know why I have such a desire to do this. If you have any ideas that will help me stop, please let me know.
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Me at four months old
Hello, my name is Simba and I’m a Pomeranian. In case you’re wondering, I was named after that lion in the movie because my mom said I looked like him when I was a puppy. Personally, I think I was a lot cuter. But then, I don’t like cats too much. Here’s a picture of me when I was four months old. You can decide for yourself.
I do live up to my name, though. I am the king in my house. Sometimes I feel like a lion trapped in a dog’s body. And excuse me if I sound conceited, but I really am cute. Wherever I go people always come over and want to pet me; mostly women. I don’t mind. Actually I like the attention. My dad says I’m a chic magnet. Oh yeah!
So what’s it like being a spoiled rotten Pomeranian? Not bad! I’ll tell you about it sometime. But right now I need to go to sleep. I hope mom & dad aren’t in my bed again. I hate it when they make me sleep on the floor. Sometimes they forget that I’m the king.
Tags: Pomeranian, Spoiled Dog
