The pom, Zorro, was a rescue. I was told that he was kept in a crate for a year and a half and used for breeding. Apparently he didn't want to do his job and the breeder felt like Zorro was too tall anyway. He's turned into such a wonderful companion. He has his quirks but then so do I. He definitely has to be the center of attention. I had to be in the hospital Monday and Tuesday this week and he has not left my side since I got home. The papillon, Sunshine, was an indulgence after my beloved rat terrier passed. She's not a yappy dog and she's such a sweet smart girl. She's also been glued to my side the past few days. I do get her trimmed because her hair gets so long it drags in everything.
If I could handle a big dog, I would love to have a redbone coonhound.
