Tag Archive : dog stories

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…

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…