About 3 months ago I adopted a party pomeranian, which I had been wanting for a number of years, from a Pomeranian rescue. This little dog was rescued by a farmer who shot a number of cyotoes who had surrounded him and was just about to make this Pom thier meal. The farmer then brought (Baxter) to a kill organization, and they in return called the people at the Pom. rescue. in Franklin, Tn. I saw his picture on the web site and fell in love with him. I knew at first sight he was what I wanted. He is 3 years old and the sweetist dog you could ever want. When you pick him up he practically slips right through your hands because he goes limp. I do not know why he is that trusting knowing what he went through. I continue to wonder why such beautiful animals end up with no one to love them and why they end up where they do. I now have 6 dogs, 4 of which are Poms. and 3 are rescues.
Linell H.
Columbia, AL
Friday, April 1, 2011
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