Raja: (Finally my opportunity as the anchor of my own blog!) I am asking the princess pups a few group questions and, then, a specific question for each.
Girls, what is the definition of a princess dog? Is it the looks? The attitude? The home in which she lives? Are princesses made or born? Would you mind if there were a very small pea under your bed?
Brindy: (Fluffs her fur) Her looks and attitude. The home does have something to do with it in that it is a loving home, with owners whose lives are completed by their little princess and there might be other dogs.
Chloe: (Adjusts her hat and veil) I know it's not true that a Princess can feel a small pea under their bed, it's not about being demanding or difficult, at least not in my case. Being a Princess is being treated well because I treat others well.
Buttercup: (Winks at Chloe because both pups use the same exclusive hatter.) I'm sure the home in which she lives is her castle and she has full control of it and her owners. She has them trained just they way she wants them- right there at her every beaconing bark.
Lexie: (Stands and twirls to make her point) Raja, look at all of us! We are all beautiful and we, regardless of circumstances, live in homes where we are loved and cherished. All of us were born Princesses!
Raja: For those of you who are, um, to the manner born, bred, or accidentally rescued into luxury… do you feel princesses have responsibilities, and if so what are they? Do you rule with an iron paw? Are you truly one of the “people’s princesses” doing therapy and charity work? Do you take care of your humans? Do you instruct?
Bella: I take care of Mommy. And I let her know when things are not going by my rule. Most of the time, I win. I have her wrapped around my fuzzy little sugarfoot, err, I mean paw.
Pookie: Princesses DO have responsibility. They must be strong enough, brave enough, to take care of their humans without getting caught at this! In my case, I have another dog who lives in our "palace" and to him is assigned the role of watchpup. This frees me up to spend time on the things that really matter....like being regal and gorgeous. And yes, I do rule with an iron paw....it's the only way! (Buttercup gasps and takes a sip of lemon aid.)
Raja: Lexie, I hear you style yourself as a punk princess who runs with some big dogs. Please tell us how you manage it all?
Lexie: Yes, Raja, I walk on the wild side at times. Thanks to the help of one of my favorite subjects, Mia, who styles my top knot, I am now known as the "Punk Rock Princess." We princesses have to let our hair down sometimes. (Lexie scans her paw pilot for deals at pinkpunkpup.com.)
Raja: Pookie, I hear you feel dogs such as yourself have a mission.
Pookie: I believe Princesses should be friendly toward all humans and give them a chance to experience what royalty truly is. As the plebian crowds ooohh and aahhhh over us Princesses, our humans get all puffed up and proud and feel good. When our humans feel good, they are more likely to hand out more treats!
It's a mission with many benefits. (sigh and a faraway look)
Raja: Brindy, you have been described as a Princess-in-Training. How’s that going?
Brindy: It’s tough living in a house of all boys. I’m a tom-boy too and that is why I am still a princess-in-training. But I do love to dress up in clothes. I have lots, but always welcome more… (hint hint, size 0, I like blue.)
Raja: Chloe, there’s a new girl in town in your house. How are you managing that? Noblesse oblige, or have you bitten that brat on the tail yet?
Chloe: I love my new sister, Raja. I was NOT sure at first, but once I played with her, we have become bestest friends. I would never bite her; Princesses treat others well so that I can maintain all the luxuries I am fortunate to have. And to be honest, Mom goes out of her way to make me feel special. I get petted first, fed first, snuggled with first.
Raja: (Sorry Chloe, I should have known you would never nip, even instructionally.) Bella, how about you? Recently you had a terrible encounter at the vet’s and it is rumored you didn’t bite. Any second thoughts on the biting part?
Bella: It's not very princess-like to bite but, if I could go back, I might give my crown up long enough to get a quick snip and snarl in. Then I'd pick the crown up and put it back on my precious little head, walking out with my head held high and my tail wagging all the way. (Bella demonstrates. All applaud.)
Raja: And finally Buttercup, lap of luxury now, but a dodgy beginning on the mean streets of Philadelphia. How did you get saved? I can just see you sitting in an alley wishing on a star!
Buttercup: Oh ... I have to tell you the streets of Philadelphia are truly scary! Thank goodness for Annie Trinkle from Animal Alliance. I was lost and lonely when I was found and taken to a high kill shelter. Annie goes everyday to rescue the pups that she feels can be re-adopted. I was on death row when she scooped me up and forever changed my life! I got a nice haircut and my picture was posted on Pet Finder... The rest is history... my mom applied and I have been forever worry free! Living the high life as the princess I was born to be!!
Lexie: If I may Raja, as I mentioned before, all of us are beautiful on the outside, but it is what's inside our hearts that make us revered as special princesses. We can be demanding, imperious and downright stubborn, Raja, but it is our sweetness, our ability to be everything to our subjects that make us so special.
Raja: Thank you Ladies of the Pink Paw. And thank you readers. Our point is that any home can be a palace and any doggy can assume the role of benevolent royal. Rescue us, adopt us, wish upon a star, and dreams come true.
*** If any readers wish to post their tales of grace under pressure, the attainment of a palace of one’s own, near escapes, or lucky accidents in the road through life, please tell us about your royal lives in the comments section.***