I love dogs. But I tend to love bigger dogs more - more to love, right? And so many little dogs have, well, "little dog syndrome"... But Beth's been wanting a lap dog since her back has been troubling her, and it's harder for her to get on the floor with the big dogs. Of course, this is dog #3, which is another issue, but finally we agreed. So now we have a black Pomeranian pup, and she's really a good little dog. She was badly undersocialized (to the point where we weren't sure we'd take her) but is blossoming into a lovely, fun, smart and loving young lady. Meet Sabrina - all 7.5 lbs of her, pictured with Sabre, at 115 lbs. They adore each other. The morning celebrations when everyone gets up are now even more celebratory (whereas Sabre's basic greeting is "I missed you SO MUCH!", Sabrina the pom's, basic greeting is "I'm SO HAPPY to see you! - Let's CELEBRATE" - subtle difference). and of course, Sabre, the molossan, thinks Sabrina is saying "Salivate" when Sabrina is saying "Celebrate"... Jai, being older, is more nonchalant about the whole thing. But Sabrina and Sabre play really well together. Really funny to see them playing tug of war - Sabre just holds one end and watches while Sabrina puls and pulls and pulls... And plays very, very gently with her little dog. It's all working out rather well.