Size
(when grown) Small 25 lbs (11 kg) or less
Details
Spayed or Neutered,
Story
Hi, I’m Cutie - Yes… that’s really my name—and trust me, it fits.
How I Got My Name
So here’s the deal: I was found at the QT, and the rescue posted me everywhere hoping someone would come forward and say, “That’s my dog.” They waited two full months to see if anyone had lost me… but no one ever did. Honestly? It’s probably for the best—because whatever my life was before this was fucking terrible. Being overlooked turned out to be the thing that saved me. From there, I landed at FFR, started my glow-up, and officially became Cutie—because after everything I’ve been through, softness finally found me.
The Real Me
I’m 3 years old and 23 lbs of pure snuggle energy. When I first came into rescue, I was terrified. I would crouch down when people approached, unsure if love was coming or not. Fast-forward a couple months and now? I jump up when I see you—because I KNOW affection is waiting on the other side. Love changed everything for me.
Cuddle Queen Status
Let’s get one thing straight: I am a professional couch potato with a PhD in snuggling. I’m potty trained, crate trained (though I will 100% choose your bed if given the option), and I firmly believe blankets and pillows are non-negotiable life essentials. I roll over instantly for belly rubs, never say no to a treat, and I take my cuddle responsibilities very seriously.
Playtime & Friends
I love toys—especially Nylabones—and I adore playing with my foster sibling Violet, who is just a teeny tiny baby. I’m gentle, playful, and sweet with other dogs. Basically, I’m the fun aunt who also wants to nap immediately after.
My Health & Care
I came in with a serious ear infection, but good news—it’s cleared up! That said, my ears will need to be cleaned twice a week, no skipping allowed. It’s an absolute must for me to stay comfortable and healthy.
I also struggle with yeast and allergies, but don’t worry—we’ve got them under control now. I’m on allergy meds and a prescription diet, and WOW has it made a difference. I’m feeling better every day.
Oh—and yes, I have crate feet (I go full gremlin paws in the crate, not my fault I lived in one…), but those will improve with time and confidence.
Foster Life Commentary
I love my foster dad, beg him for food regularly, and attempt to manage my foster mom’s job… though I usually fall asleep before I can clock in. Turns out, supervising humans is exhausting.
My Perfect Home
I never knew what “spoiled” meant before rescue—but now I do, and I’m ready to keep living that life. I’m looking for a family who understands routines, keeps up with my ear care and diet, and wants a loyal, affectionate, slightly bossy cuddle companion.
If you’re searching for a dog who will make your house feel like home, warm your heart, and steal your blankets—
I’m your girl.
