Pomeranian

I would talk about our Pomeranian for hours if I could find someone who would listen. I suppose most dog owners could tell stories about their pets. But there are more stories about Cotton than any other dog I've ever owned. In addition to being as cute as a button, she's a white, fluffy ball full of energy.

She dances to her own music, so to speak. Although she is obedient, she is determined to do her own thing, her own way. We thought it would be cute to have her sleep with us; we'd heard that many Poms thrive on sleeping with their owners. But Cotton had her own ideas of where she wanted to sleep. Every night we take her to bed with us and she settles in at the foot of the bed. After she hears the sound of our first snores, she quietly jumps down and heads to the living room.

In that room, we have one of those large climbing and scratching posts with a penthouse for our cat, Gorgeous. Generally, Gorgeous sleeps in the penthouse. Cotton somehow determined that the middle cathouse 'bedroom' was open; she climbed up into it and went to sleep. One morning, Gorgeous found Cotton sleeping there and gave her a hissy face slapping that she won't soon forget.

Still, Cotton prefers that 'bedroom' over the snoring in ours and that is where she sleeps. But since that licking, she gets up early enough to creep out before Gorgeous wakes up. Then she comes back to the foot of our bed to be there when we wake up. Every morning, Gorgeous spends a lot of time sniffing the cathouse's middle bedroom. I'm sure he's wondering why that dog odor never goes away!