Ode to Sammi

Sammi

Okay, so as you can see above, this is my dog Sammi. Today I thought I'd write a little about him. I know you're bored already. Anyway, we got Sammi when he was a year and half old, from a breeder. His previous owners had bought him when he was a puppy and gave him back to the breeder because they said he was aggressive, and they kept him in a muzzle all day long (poor guy). Anyway, we were in the market for a dog and the breeder had Sammi. My wife was a little worried about the aggression, but the breeder assured us that it was just the way the previous owners handled the dog.

So on one fine Saturday morning, we drove up from San Diego to San Fransico to pick up our future family member with a minor interlude for a speeding ticket. We met Sammi Saturday afternoon, headed to the pet store and picked up some things and then we drove back that same night. He was a great dog for that first trip home, he didn't make a sound. He must have been so confused.

The next day, he was in his kennel and my wife reached in to pet him and he snapped at her. At this point she was seriously considering taking him back. I told her that he was probably tired from the long trip and unfamiliar location. After a couple more incidents, we finally managed to teach him that he was not the man of the house, and things have been pretty smooth sailing since.

Sammi is now 3 and half years old, and he's more like a cat than a dog. He loves to lie in sun beams, he doesn't make much noise and he sleeps a lot. But once he's outside he's a crazy dog to say the least. Chasing deer, rabits, squirrels and birds (even flying ones, nobody said he's smart).

Anyway, that is my ode to Sammi. Pretty lame, but at least I did an update right?