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QUEENBEE
“Lily is not really a dog,” says Mark Deuber. “If she could talk, she would tell you that. She’s a person.”
Despite being just 3-pounds, little Lily runs the pack at the Deuber household. At 7, she’s the oldest in the puppy family and makes sure everyone knows her seniority.
“She’s the uppity bitch,” Cary laughs.
At night in the Deuber’s bed, she prefers to sleep on a pillow just like her people. She came to the family as a tiny puppy through a nurse in the couple’s med-spa service. From the very beginning, the mini-Maltese had a big presence and a take-no-lip attitude.
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“I swear she rolls her eyes at me,” Cary smiles, “she’s such a bitch.”
Cary has always loved malteses, since she was a young teen who had just moved to Texas and got her first little fluffy friend. Lily is the quintessential lap dog, quick to curl up in Cary’s lap because she knows that’s where the alpha belongs.
She has weekly appointments every Friday at the Grooming Table, where she only trusts Daniel with her long silky locks.
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