From Fluffball to Family: How This Tiny Pom Stole
I still remember the first time I held her — she fit right into my palm, a ball of fluff with the tiniest yawn. 🥹 She had this little hop instead of a walk, and every time she sneezed, it sounded like a whisper. 😭 Now, she follows me everywhere — my fluffy shadow. Morning cuddles, treat dances,