Sammy

Last night I slept in the living room, watching the front door all night, waiting for Kris to come home. I didn't understand that she was visiting friends. :/ When she finally got home later today she was full of stories about Sammy.

Sammy, as it would happen, is a 10-year-old Chessie (Chesapeake Bay Retriever to you lay people out there) and lives with Kris's friend, Judy. Kris says that she's known Sammy since he was just a little puppy. Even though he's 10 years old, she says he still has a lot of puppy energy.

Sammy loves his pink rubber ball. He's very good at keeping his eye on the ball. 

And keeping his eye on the ball.

And keeping his eye on the ball.

He's also great for rescuing it from all sorts of treacherous situations... such as Judy's garden! 

Who knows what could have happened to that ball if it had been left there for very long?!?

Sammy also has a whole menagerie of great friends, and like me, he's a skilled surgeon. His specialty is eye surgery. He's obviously had a lot of practice. He's also pretty good at liposuction, too, as evidenced by some of his skinnier, flatter, friends.

This is Cubby; recovering eye surgery patient.

Lion. He was late arriving and didn't make it in time for the group shot. I think his surgery wounds may have been hurting him.

Kermit; also recovering from eye surgery. (And a little lipo.)

Clifford The Big Red Dog. (Some actors just don't look the same when they're not on TV.)

Monkey (Well, maybe in a previous life time.)

Patrick (Don't ask.)

Bunny (OK, Sammy. I think you may have gone a little overboard on the lipo here, Bud.)

But it's obvious that Sammy loves his friends and they love him. I hope I get to meet Sammy in the flesh some day!

Woof, Sammy!