I was told my parents met on the bike path near Ketchum, Idaho, about two years ago.
My mom is Poodle/Chihuahua and my dad is Yorkie/Maltese, making me an official “PooCheeYorteez”. After they got married, my mom got pregnant and that is when she had my 3 siblings and me. Even though I was only 3 pounds when I found my current family, they were a little afraid of me since they had not lived with another dog for over 12 years. We all quickly learned to live together and when I found out that I had my own art studio to go to work at everyday, I knew I picked my forever family.
I do a lot of work in the art studio with my human mom.
Before I gained all this weight (I weigh 5 lbs now), my mom would carry me around all day at the studio in a sling. In the studio, I model lots of artwork, as I love posing when she points that camera at me. I guard the studio door and play chase with my velvet heart. I learn a lot of new dog tricks that my mom loves to show everyone, but it’s ok because she gives me bacon treats for tricks like when I do things like stand up, roll over, play dead. I am also a pro at ringing the bell when I need to go outside.
This studio life has really worked out for me as I hear that I am in a lot of magazines and that I get a lot of “likes” on Instagram. They tell me that I am a bit of a rock star. I don’t mind the fame too much though; people seem to like me whether or not they know I am famous. Now that I have written this article, who knows, maybe my human mom can become famous like me.