I’m pretty sure I was born introverted. Not only did I wait until almost a Whopping two weeks past my due date to appear, I came out feet first…literally testing the waters before I arrived. I was voted “Most likely to be found reading books in the closet” in my senior class, and managed to avoid every single college party that was ever held on campus. The kicker? I’m a blogger for a living. My co-workers are all four-legged and get excited when I ask if they want treats. So this pomeranian? I relate to this pomeranian. Take a look!
Every time I do end up going out somewhere (usually to a friend’s wedding or some holiday event), some ‘helpful’ person always manages to corner me and want to chat. Apparently it’s socially unacceptable to just turn into the corner and ignore them, but if I could, I would. This corgi is every extrovert I’ve ever met…and that pomeranian? That pomeranian is every introvert who was ever born.