H Day

This is the day I will be taking Hammer back to his family. Della Irene, Iyah Dogg, SammiBobo & Camy the Cat(well maybe not Camy) and I have enjoyed Hamm's visit. He's been an endearing presence to some of us and more than a little irritating to one little female, not naming any names you understand, who found him just a little too boistrous to her taste. Jealousy was also a factor. Hamm insisted on moving in on her territory, i. e., my lap, and succeeded in taking over. But then maybe Della's prone to being a little bit grumpy anyway.

Sammi and Hamm have played from dawn til dusk. They have shared each other's food, happily torn several stuffed toys up, and played tug over more than one small cloth limb from any toy donor. In other words they're buddies. The other day I was a bit under the weather and needing to rest myself so I dropped Hamm off at the kennel. (Don't say it. I know. I felt really bad about this. I called twice to check on him ((guilt)) and even thought about picking him up before they closed. Sort of like a doggy day out thing). Anyway, what awaits me when I get home but a very somber Sammi who lays his head on my chair and just......................stares at me. Just the thought of his reaction at Hamm's leaving makes me very uncomfortable.

The boundless energy, love and joy this little dog's visit has brought into this house is a treasure we will long remember. We look forward to seeing the little guy soon. At least most of us feel this way except maybe Della and Camy the Cat.