Good news: The Samburger passed the “riding under the lights at night – OH MY!” test with, if not flying colors, at least an above-average grade.
The worst moment (for both of us) was when the neighbor’s cat (well, I assume it was a cat!) hopped from the fence dividing the properties and landed on something metal with a big BANG! Poor Sam … he did the “duck and cover” move, but because of his biomass, it was pretty easy to stick with him. I got him stopped, he stood there a second with ears twitching and eyes bugging, then just heaved this heavy SIGH and shook his head – which about shook me off.
He was a little worried about going by that spot the next few times, but we worked through it.
The best part, though, was after we were done and QHSM and I were standing outside the ring looking at Sam. He’s standing there with us, trying to be part of the conversation, and the next thing I know, there’s this big, black nose trying to work its way into my sweatshirt pocket, because he’s figured out that’s where I often keep treats. Bad manners, yes, but how could I resist THAT??
Yup … I think his butt is getting rather settled in the butter.
I see trees of green, red roses too. I watch 'em bloom for me and for you. And I think to myself … what a wonderful world. Yes, what a wonderful world." – Louie Armstrong.