Princess's Story

Princess's Story

I always loved fairy tales as a child and a little dog named Princess came to live with me.
This is my favorite picture of Princess and my sister Liz who is quite the photographer took most of the pictures in Princess's story that follows.

Princess is a rescue dog and as near as I can figure out Princess has had least 4 owners.

I blame and thank the Dog Whisperer Ceasar Milan for my adoption of Princess. I had started watching the program hoping to overcome my reaction of fear to dogs and ended up adopting this sweet little dog. Cesar Milan says you never get the dog you want, but the dog you need.

I was still working as a teacher and talked about adopting a small dog for about a year when one of the teachers I worked with came up to me as asked if I was interested in adopting her mother's dog. Her sister found the dog under a big ford pickup and all these men were trying to get her out. Princess stayed with Debra's mother for a few years and then her mother sickened with cancer.Princess stayed the next year basically at the vet's office in a small cage waiting for her mother to get better. It was then when I was asked if I would adopt princess.

Princess was brought over and she was walked very daintily on the leash which was important for me as I have problems walking. She also loved to sleep with me in my bed. I loved bathing her once a week. Nowadays I do it once a month.

She is a snow white dog and I believe she is a spitz or minature american eskimo.

I say she has Dr. Seuss feet. She can be quite the circus dog jumping very very high leaps.

She was very nervous and shy of people especially men when I got her. I took her with me and she generally sat on my lap at first. Now she loves to be around people and especially adores children. GG3 is her most special child friend in the whole world. GG3 can hug her death and princess just gives her what Ethel calls flutter fly kisses.

You can see Princess giving the bedroom eyes in this picture and getting ready to give flutter fly kisses with her little tongue.

She has many favorite spots in the house to hang out. She loves the couch in the office, the cool tile floor of the bathroom and of course the white furry rug. She amazes me with all of the doggie emotions she shows: love, loyalty, curiosity, nervousness, resignness, protectiveness are among the many. She snores at night, little doggie snores.

She is very royal about playing. She reminds me of Julie Andrews in the Princess Diaries sliding down the banister on the mattress. She plays for just a few minutes. She loves little balls. Her newest toy is the Stuffing Free Crazy Critter shown her. My son bought the toy for her because she was so good about leaving all the children's toys alone at his house. She carried up the toy to our bed and we slept together.

I call Princess my good luck dog. About a year after I got Princess I needed to retire from teaching after 24 years. My arthritis has gotten very bad. I consulted a Lawyer in Hartsville who specialized in Disability cases. When I was ushered into his office, I met a true Southern Gentleman from the old school. He was surrounded by bookcases full of books, behind a huge dark antique desk and wearing a white suit. He asked about my connections and I had the sweetest one of all. You see Princess was his mother's dog. Mr. Bledsoe spoke to be and offered wonderful advice for over an hour.

I love going places with Princess. Children adore her and she always is quite the conversation starter. I have made wonderful connections with people as she is quite the ambassadoras for her breed. Her favorite people are the ones that I love the most: my daughter, my best bud mike, my best girl friend Ethel, my son and my GG2 who loves her the best of all the children.

Princess is now about 7 or 8 years old in doggie years so about 50 to 60 years in people years and she is slowing up a little. She sleeps more then I do. She has changed my life for the better and taught me that I deserve love and loyalty.

I would love to hear your doggie stories.