We got Charley from a rescue a couple of years ago. He had been rescued from a puppy mill.
Charley was so afraid of us and so timid he seemed to be afraid of his own shadow. While at the rescue we pick him up in our arms and spoke to him to reassure him that he was going to the most loving forever home. He was not that impressed but we kept talking to him and reassuring him.
The rescue was very accommodating and really seemed like they wanted the best for Charley… they even gave us a brand new bed so he could sleep well at night. He was so scared on the way home, he vomited all over the carrier… he was a little nervous wreck. All I could do is hold Charley and comfort him by telling him, daddy will NOT ever hurt you or let anyone else hurt him either. As you could imagine it took a long time to get him to trust me. I don’t know what he went through but it must have been really bad.
Over the past couple of years we have bonded and he has now come to trust me and not fear me. It’s an awesome feeling to know that an awesome Pomeranian like Charley could get over the bad things that happened to him and become a huge part of my life.
Now, he is daddy’s little boy and we love each other very much. He has to go where ever I go. When I get up in the morning, he comes running to stand in front of me to get all my affection… kisses, hugs and belly rubs abound. Every morning is like a bountiful of awesome.
He sleeps with us… yes he is that spoiled and deserves it. Because he is spoiled rotten he has since taken over the end of the bed… we refuse to fight him for it. We have our established night time ritual of me massaging him and he giving me kisses… and he loves it. I have to admit… I love it too.
I didn’t realize how fast he learned things but he learns very fast. Instead of us teaching him to do things he’s teaching us. He even has Charley ques and has taught us when he wants to eat or go outside. He will stand in front of me and stare at me till I ask him what he wants. When I hit the right one, he spins in circles and ‘sneezes’… it is awesome to be able to communicate like that.
He has been such a welcome part of our family. He was there to fill the empty hole in my heart from my previous Pom, Fred, who had died a month earlier from congested heart failure at 15 years old. I raised Fred from a little newborn, bottle feeding him and taking on all the Pommy Mommy responsibilities… his passing broke my heart. So Charley came at just the right moment and has played a very special role in our family. I don’t think I could have found such a perfect little boy.
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What a wonderful, heart-warming story! My Pom was very afraid of men as well, not from abuse, just purely from being raised w/ all women! LOL But she is getting better, is a very loving little ball of dynamite! Smart as can be as well! So, good job w/ your rescue of Charley and all your patience! He sounds like a wonderful part of your family! <3
We have a little boy that went through the exact same thing. He was horrified of us (and any other human) for about 2 years before he finally learned to trust us. It took him another 2 years to start approaching anyone that wasn’t my husband or I. Our Vet said it looked like he had been abused. But he is doing fine now and is my special little boy…. and yes, very spoiled!
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Awesome, just love rescue stories!
A few years ago I was looking for another pom for my little family. I have a total of 5 right now. At that time I had 3. Two are not rescue by my Lulu was. So I set out to find another rescue. I was signed up for petfinder and got notices all the time. After about six months or so I got a notification that their were several Pomeranians that were rescued from a breeder who got over her head. I saw this cute little girl pom and was smitten. So I rushed down to meet her. Needless to say we did not hit it off. I was disappointed. I scanned the rest of the room and my eyes fell onto the one cage and I couldn’t take my eyes off of him His name was Shiver and he was 6 and the daddy to all of the little ones their. They all had to be shaved. They were all infested with fleas and had worms. To try to shorten this story a bit we decided he was the one. We changed his name to Emmitt. I quickly learned I was a bit over my head. He was kept in a very small cage and was scared of EVERYTHING. He didn’t interact with any of my other poms. He was shut down. So the hard work began. We had to potty train him, get him to understand the floors were ok to walk on and most of all, no one was going to hurt him. He had to have a few teeth taken out because someone had kicked his face. Due to that he walked backwards when we went on walks and was very scared of feet. I do agility with my poms and I felt what a great way to get him some confidence. So we took him to class along with still working with him at home. In the 2.5 years we have had him he has blossomed. He is on his way to earning his level 2 in CPE agility events. He has earned his CGC and he LOVES to play fetch. He has turned out to be a beautiful boy. He now plays with everyone. He has such a wonderful outlook on life. You can see how happy he is!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPr406LBzVk
I made a little video about Emmitts first year with us. I hope you watch it. It shows just how happy he is!
I just love your little Emmitt and his videos on youtube! God bless you for rescuing this precious little boy.