Tag Archive : Dogs

M said Sammy was okay with other animals, and it’s true. He doesn’t seem afraid of them. He’s also content to let them do their own thing. We were going to our friends’ house for a visit. Since there were two little dogs that lived there (beautiful Papillons), they were fine with us bringing our…

I had to go away: first for a weekend, and then for a week. Theo was away working. I could not leave Sammy in a kennel, and I didn’t want to ask his original family again. After all, they had given him to us, and we should probably get used to keeping him! So our…

The kennel had been relegated to the basement.Sammy no longer needed it as a safe place, and he no longer even went in there. He had the choice of kennel with the door open, or his little plush bed from which he would do his nightly visit up to our bed.If we were out of…

Yes, it’s true, Sammy LOVES getting his bum scratched. I will be in the bathroom, and of course I don’t close the door when I’m alone because that would hurt his feelings not to be right there where the action is. (I know, I know—I’m such a sucker.) Also, he knows there is a good…

I went to the storeAnd here’s what I boughtA cute little doggieYes, that’s what I got I searched for a nameSomething quite hotBut could I find one?Of course I could not! He wasn’t a Rover,Or a Fido or SpotLassie or Laddie—Definitely not! Now, the yard at our houseIs a very small plotBut soon this wee…

When it was time for Sammy to go out to do his business, I had to open the door and lead with him following me. He would never go ahead of me. I wondered if it was because he had been kicked in his earlier life. The thought made me so sad. It was one…

Sammy knew what to do with grass, yessir! You peed on it. He also knew it was the place you walked around in funny little circles until you finally squatted to poop. That was very good. So, three or four times a day, we would go out onto our upper deck, then down the two…

This blog was seeming to become a trifle long, so I had taken the first ten Sammy Stories off. But, because Christmas is near, I thought I would re-post them. They are short, and a great read for small and big kids. How to read: Scroll down till you see Story #1, then work your…

Sammy needed a safe place. In his last home, it was his kennel, where he had his bed and his two favourite, miserable-looking “bunnies.” M told us that he would stay in his kennel in her office where he could be near her when she worked. She said she was hoping he could go to…

What kind of name was “Shortie?” M and her family didn’t like it either but that was the name they were stuck with. I determined we would change it if possible. Who knew if his name was a safe thing for him and if we changed it, we might run the risk of making him…