Punkins Story

Im pretty princess punkin. Im living the good life right now,
But it wasnt always that way.
I am seven years old. Ive had a long rough life. My rescuers found me in a high kill shelter in kentucky i was six years old (so not much for certain can be told of my early years), and this shelter had no heat. Im a chihuahua i dont do well in the cold, who would think i could.
I was rescued by a great lady she took me to my foster momma deborah who is with sweet dream house rescue. I didnt get along with the other chihuahuas there, i would not socialize with them and i would climb as high away from them as i could and look down on them.
In may of 2016 my future family showed up to at an adoption event i was at. I was scared and a bit hot so i sat in the corner of the crate they displayed me in. My future mommy saw me and came up and talked to me. She went and looked at the other furpups and came back to me. She opened my crate and i tried to leap into her arms. But either way when i was there i snuggled close to her. And didnt want to leave.
She and dad decided to temp foster me to make sure id get along with tye furbabies that they already loved.
I decided i would love them, and so they decided to keep me.
I love my mommy. She is my person, i snuggle with her all of the time.
Ive come a long way since i was found.
I’m now mostly house broken but im stubborn so i cant be perfect.
I get to boss all of the furbabies around and have gained some weight. And im letting my mommy and dad know about me. Like the fact im scared of most men. My mommy says she thinks i used to be abused and unfed. If mommy has to raise her voice to correct me or anyone, i get really scared, and so i have to be reassured.
My mommy knows im not perfect, but i am to her. Im glad i found them, and my place in this world
I show my mommy by dancing when she comes home abd by cuddling with her allof the time. She says im her emotional support animal, and while i dont understand what that is, i know i finally belong, and im happy