we found him September 14, 2009. He was brought to our house by friends who found him running around the neighborhood with this note scotch taped to him! We were supposed to board him until our neighbors got home who LOVE Pomeranians... that didn't work out.
We quickly fell in love with him, as he was the sweetest most affectionate dog.
The note said, "I'm free to a good home! I love kids. I'm Toby" We changed his name to Moby because Jeff had an evil dog named Toby- we didn't want any bad spirits.
We put an AD in the paper for a lost dog, just in case it was a sick prank. We also took him to the vet to see if he had a microchip- he didn't. And we got him groomed pretty quickly. He was the dirtiest thing you have ever seen! His hair was so matted and dred locked. When we took him to the vet they had to shave him to give him shots because they couldn't get the needle through.Jeff and I were convincing and were able to keep him at my house.
We think that he has some sort of separation anxiety since he was obviously so loved by his previous owners... but we love it, cause he always wants to snuggle right up next to you and has to be in the same room with you.
And sadly, he is still at my parents- because our apartment doesn't allow dogs, sad. But we are so excited to take him to Montana with us and keep me company!
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