I have a foster dog, her name is Molly. She's a 4 year old Pomeranian. Her owner suffered from dementia and was trying to get the vet to euthanize her. The vet said no so...here she is.
She's about 14 pounds but of that...it's all FAT! No joke, when I pet her back it's like stroking rolls. Molly is going to learn really quick how to walk on a leash and exercise!! Her owner had her on a pork & beans diet - literally. She's really going to hate the horrible dry dog food that I start feeding her.
Anyway, she's a total spaz and definitely doesn't want to be at my house. She keeps pacing around the place, she's foaming at the mouth, pawing at the front door, she wants away! My rotten little boys must be saying naughty things to her. They keep playing with each other in front of her and seem to want nothing to do with poor Ms. Molly.
