I'm Princess Pierogi, and yes, I'm cute. Like, unfairly cute. The kind of cute that makes people walk up smiling and then get confused when I don't do the whole wag-and-hello routine. My most consistent moment is when the kennel room gets busy, voices bounce, and hands move fast. That's when I shut down and go still, even if I can see you trying. In a quieter space, though? I'm starting to show up. I'll lift my head quicker, watch you longer, and let my body unfreeze in small ways instead of locking up. Here's the honest part: I'm going to need someone who can handle "cute but not available yet." Soft voices, slow approaches, and the ability to let me take breaks without turning it into a big emotional scene, because pressure makes me freeze harder. My progress looks like tiny wins that don't photograph well: one step, one lean, one choice to stay present instead of checking out. If you can be steady and gentle, I'll keep taking the next step when I'm ready.