Greetings From Samwise

Hello Hello.
Is she listening ?
Yes I can hear the keys clacking.
Well good afternoon I am Samwise a handsome if elderly lurcher sitting here talking to you from the sofa (Er is she still listening good right)
She is Mistress Winter, my mistress with whom I have lived with for the past ten years

To fill in a bit of background .
We met when she came looking for a dog at the local rescue centre.
My friend Bernard told me she was the one the same day she visited (more about Bernard later) I wasn't so sure but when we discussed it later that evening Bernard was quite certain. "You were too busy looking at all the cats about when you were out but she is the right one for you."
Bernard was always right about such things.
He was the one who noticed she was winter.
All of us dogs have names for our owners.
At that time I would have put her as Spring but Bernard said she was definately a Mistress Winter. There was a stillness about her right in the heart of her being which made her have the quiet of Winter.
The main thing is you'll always be loved.
Bernard was stamping his bed down to sleep. "It won't an easy posting, not like that Jack Russell that went home to the family last week".

And as usual he was right.
Bernard was a great friend still is when he pops in. He left this world years ago. Dogs as big as him don't usually last that long but all dogs work on different levels and we all meet at different times when it suits us. Bernard quite often pops in for a chat when the house is quiet.

Talking to you and listening to you is the same. All dogs do it, you just don't notice. And if we ignore you, your right ,we intend to.

When my mistress saw Bernard her jaw nearly fell off. "That's not a dog - thats a bear." It wasn't his fault that he was such a size a cross between a great Dane a St Bernard and something else that made him look like a walking rug. And often Bernard was always taken as big and brainless but in actual fact he was one of the brightest of the dos in the sanctuary ( him and the pot bellied pig ,another great associate)

Well it's been ten years sharing and we have had to learn our way through the world, me learning to trust people again my mistress working out which way of the world was up but as Bernard said I have never wanted for love.

Ah excuse us that's the bell going for my walk. A trot round the fields at the back and the possible run about for the hell of it. Mistress Blue is here and is suggesting we walk up by the stones and see if there are any bluebells left out

TTFN
Samwise