I can’t even begin to tell you the wonderful things I have experienced as a Pommy Mommy. Maggie was easily one of those greatest experiences. Maggie and her sister came to us as a sister pair… that’s all I ever wanted was two sister Pomeranians and I found them.
From the day we brought Maggie home she was an awesome soul. She hated men… which was alright with me 
since I would be spending most of the time with her and her sister. Skieka warmed up to my fiance’ at the time very quickly… but Maggie was smarter. She took her time and on occasion when my fiance got close she nipped him in the nose… something he didn’t like but we still laugh about to this day. She new how to control her daddy… I still laugh about it. She eventually stopped nipping and took a liking to him… she always loved me… that’s just how us girls roll.
Maggie LOVED to play dress up!
Maggie seemed like she was taught by Gandhi himself. Once she was familiar with her surroundings she created the most playful environment for both Sheika, and when Sheika passed and we rescued two more Poms, she watched over them and was very calming to all of us in the house. She always seemed strong and full of vigor… she was more than a dog… she was kind of inspirational. Knowing that she came from such abuse to be so loving and want to share that love with you was the best part of my days, when I worked at the bank. She couldn’t wait to cuddle, play or just smile that 
awesome smile she had… it makes me smile just thinking about it.
Later on when we moved to Las Vegas we did everything we could to make her happy… we knew she loved the grass… so her daddy planted grass for her… and the more she peed on it and turned it brown the more her daddy would work to keep it green. She was the kind of Pomeranian that just brought you happiness and you wanted to do anything to return the favor… and we did. The Pommy Mommy treats are a great example… we
Maggie and Shieka tuckered out after a long day of fun!
only wanted the best food for her and her adopted sisters so I started combing over recipes to make sure that Maggie was happy with the treats I made. She was so wonderful that when she didn’t like something she tried it, spit it out, left it on the floor and walked away and came to me as if she new there was something better. Basically telling me… ” hey… I think you can do better… and I’ll be here when you’re done.” She literally made me want to be a better person… you rarely get that from humans let alone animals.
Mothers Day 2012
When my fiance’ and I were having problems and we would get into an argument… Maggie was right there consoling me with her licks, kisses and loving spirit… it always put me in a better mood which created a better environment for her daddy and I to work things out. So many times when my now husband would work, Maggie would relentlessly walk into his office and tell him to stop working and have a little fun… and of course he relented… and wound up always having a better day because of it.
Some Pomeranians don’t like to get dressed up… but I have to tell you, Maggie loved it. She couldn’t wait to try on any new outfit I bought her. Every week was like a Pomeranian Fashion Show with Maggie as the star, walking around with her pretty little dresses… It makes me smile knowing she was so happy. She loved
Maggie in her Michael Kors Bag
getting into bags, all kinds of bags be it one’s made for dogs or my big Louis Vuitton bags… she just loved to pop her head out… and say; “look at me… look at me”. So as I was shopping one day I saw the best looking Michael Kohrs dog carrier and just knew Maggie would love it… and she did. Before we got into the house she was barking as if she knew there was an awesome present waiting for her. She jumped in a wouldn’t get out. Everything she did brought a smile, a laugh, a grin and just plain happiness around the Pommy Mommy household.
I wish she was still here with us but I am just so happy to have spent the four and a half years I had with her.
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I too am a pommy mommy. I currently have 3. They are true joys and love them all. For the last year I had a small (5lb.5oz) little boy we rescued and named Mr. Littles. He was the size of a football that had bunches of fur. He was our bi-polar puppy. If you stomped your foot he would run up and chew on it then when satisfied he would turn around and calm down as if nothing ever happened. This little one was so well behaved it wasn’t funny. If you put your finger up and pointed it at him he would drop dead when you said bang! Do not throw a ball or toy you would be doing it all day. He died after a brief illness and he is very missed. We all really loved that little guy….believe me I understand your loss…..
Thank you for sharing Maggie’s story we miss her too! Kong likes to wear clothes too . It is rain season now kinda chilly he is so happy to wear his tshirts !!! But he still will not sleep in a bed last week I took him to the shop to let him pick a bed but he just refused to try some !!! He just freaks out and runs away!!! How can I teach him to sleep in a bed or on a towel our even the couch will be fine! Silly Kong or am I too protective !