Truffle

by Alyssa
(Santa Monica, CA)

Truffle is the joy of my life. She's eight months old and is running the world (well, at least my life). She's always got a smile on her face, and prefers that I cater to her every whim. Frankly, she's hard to resist, but resist I must. The little miss can be a bit bossy, when she isn't hypnotizing me with her deep brown eyes and little kisses. She looks more like a shih-tzu, but definitely has inherited the Pomeranian bark. She has her inside voice, which is loud and demanding, and her public voice, which is this adorable little puppy bark, so people won't know that she is manipulating them into giving her love and their wallets.

She can be very frustrating when she tries to stop me from taking a shower (every day!!) - don't know why it freaks her out so, and she's a terror in the car with her angry declarations about being confined to a sleepypod car seat, but I'm whipped and her secret slave. The best part of my day is waking up to find her little head, propped on the side of my pillow, just looking up at me, waiting for me to notice her, roll her on her back for a good belly rub to start the new day. Everyone should be so lucky as to have a wonderful shiranian!