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Sam

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Since moving to the country, Brian and I have become real homebodies. We don’t go out, like on a date, very often. There are a number of reasons for that. One, is that we simply like being home. Two, is that we live so rural that a date typically involves a lot of miles driving. Three, is that we live on a fairly tight budget and I can cook a great meal so much better and so much cheaper than going out. (I enjoy cooking, too, by the way.) Four, when we do decide to spend money on fun, we prefer to spend it on our boat or going golfing.

So, rare indeed, was our planned date night for Friday. We would go to dinner and a hockey game at the Coliseum in North Charleston! The South Carolina Stingrays are the local team and although, we have lived here for eight years, we had never been to a game. We had wanted to do this for years. Watching a live game and rooting for your home team is so much fun. And, Brian really loves this game, too. He grew up playing hockey, and has great memories playing with his buddies on Campbell’s Pond and on a Junior League team, too. Brian was a great skater back in the day!

After, the game, we would have a late supper at one of the fine restaurants in Charleston, another rarity for us.

I went on-line, splurged and bought the best seats available for the game. Five rows back, center ice! After I paid the convenience fee for ordering on-line and the TicketMaster fee, the tickets were quite expensive. But, that was okay. This was going to be so much fun!

And, it was my long weekend off, too! I could putzy around all day on Friday and get ready in the late afternoon for our date night unrushed. I was so excited!

Then, the snow storm came. On Friday afternoon at about 2:30 p.m., it began to snow. It was expected to snow until midnight or later. Now, it is important here to explain snow storms in South Carolina. First, they are very rare. (To give you an idea of how rare they actually are here, this is our fourth in 10 years.) Second, because of our more temperate climate, when we do get a snow storm here, we usually just wait for the temperature to rise and the sun to come out to melt it.  Third, and because of items one and two just mentioned, South Carolina doesn’t need to own any real quantity of snow removal equipment like northern states do.

As the afternoon progressed, schools began closing early, evening activities were getting canceled, and the local governments were advising people to stay off the roads except for emergencies, yada, yada. And, I got more and more worried about making our trip to Charleston. The thought crossed my mind that maybe Brian and I could really make a big night of it and stay in a hotel in town, but then, I remembered Sam Dog. The cats would be fine without us, but our absence would be too long for him.

Surely, the Stingrays would cancel the game and we would get a refund or tickets to another future game. But, no! The Florida Everblades were already in town and the game would be played, which meant no refund for us if we were no-shows.

So, you can understand how very disappointed we were making the decision to not make that long drive in wintry conditions.

So, at 5 p.m. on Friday afternoon, we have no meat thawed to make dinner at home and, more importantly, no range to cook on anyway. You see, we removed the range while renovating the kitchen floor and would have to wait one more day before we could re-install it.

Brian suggested we order pizza. There is a pizzeria in our little town, and although it does not deliver, we could make the short drive over there to get it. Since I really hate pizza, I was thinking that this day could not get any more disappointing. But, then Brian suggested a second dinner alternative: dinner at Captain Kirk’s. Captain Kirk’s is an additional 15 miles further away, but it has an excellent menu!  We would go there for dinner and come home and watch the Opening Ceremony of the Winter Olympics! If Captain Kirk’s was open, I voted for that idea! I called ahead and couldn’t believe someone answered and I got a reservation!

We warmed up the car (to get the snow to melt off the windshield, since most respectable South Carolinians do not own scrapers) and headed to the restaurant. The snow was coming down heavily now and sticking to the roads, but we got there safely.  We had a wonderful dinner, Brian had the 14 oz. prime rib and I had the Valentine’s Special, a petite filet and three lobster tails (small, but delish). Another inch of snow had fallen by the time we left the restaurant, but we managed to get home in one piece, too!

After we got home, I made a pot of coffee for our dessert drinks (Kahlua and coffee) and we settled in to watch the Olympics.

It was nice and I was happy that the evening would not be a total bust after all! But, after five minutes, the satellite went partially out, and we lost our local affiliate channels, including NBC, the only station carrying the Olympics. Darn it, again! So, we put on another station and watched the ending of a movie, The Royal Tenenbaums. Well, we watched it until the power went out! Oh, man! Nothing left to do now, but just go to bed and sleep the rest of this day away!

In the morning, our power was back on. And, we moved the range back into the kitchen. The news reported that the Stingrays won an exciting game; tied at 3 goals each at the end of regulation play, the Stingrays won in the shootout! And, Sam Dog loved his first snow! 

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Frances Bavier as Aunt Bee.

Frances Bavier as Aunt Bee.

Today, I was thinking about Aunt Bee, Frances Bavier, from “The Andy Griffith Show.” 

After that show and a few other acting gigs, Bavier retired from show business in 1972 and moved to the picturesque little town of Siler City, North Carolina.

I tell you this because Brian and I lived in North Carolina at the time of her death and our local paper had a pretty huge write-up about her. The article stated that she had a reputation for being a difficult actress and apparently even had a few run-ins with Andy Griffith on the set. (Griffith said later that about 4 months before she died, she called him to apologize.) The story also said that when Bavier moved to North Carolina, she became quite a recluse. I read that Ron Howard came to visit once and she wouldn’t let him into her house.

Well, when she died in 1989, she left her estate to numerous local charities. It was also discovered that she left behind 15 cats.

It is the 15 cats that made me think of her. You see, we are now a four cat family (unless someone steps forward to take the newest addition, Charlie).

So I thought of Aunt Bee and her 15 cats today because we brought Charlie into the house. She is so cute and she is absolutely fearless! Sam Dog loves her and I hope he doesn’t eat her! The other cats aren’t real sure what they think, yet.

So, Aunt Bee died and her house stank like cats gone wild and everyone referred to her as “the crazy old cat lady.” 

This is not me.  No way.  Nuh uh.

Here are a few pictures last weekend of our critters:

Sam and Charlie.

Sam and Charlie.

 

Where am I supposed to sleep?

Sam is in bed with Brian. Where am I supposed to sleep?

We bought a new bed for Sam. (See photo above). Grace likes it, too.

We bought a new bed for Sam, and he likes it okay, just not for sleeping in. He'd rather sleep in our bed. Grace, on the other hand, thinks Sam's bed is pretty cool.

Tink is sleeping in a basket on the shelf above my computer.

Tink is sleeping in a basket on the shelf above my computer.

Tess, previously known as "the baby," doesn't like the new kitten.

Tess, known as "the baby," doesn't like the new kitten. I think she may worry that she'll lose her coveted status.

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For the love of Sam Dog

An update on Sam Dog, you ask? Sure! My life certainly revolves around him so why not share the love?

As most of you know, Sam, is our pit bull mix rescue dog that came to us about six months ago. We really struggled with whether or not we should keep him, knowing the responsibility attached to such a decision. And, you all know that we did, indeed, bring him into the family fold.

This morning I went to town (that means Charleston) to buy Sam some new toys at Pet Smart. I couldn’t wait any longer to make this trip as he is out of toys! If any of you out there in cyber space have a big pit bull mixed breed dog that suffers from separation anxiety, you know what I mean!  Being out of dog toys at my house is very dangerous!

Since Sam can destroy most “indestructible” toys in a matter of minutes, I had spent hours on Pet Smart’s website reading customer reviews of the different products, ruled out the majority of them and made a list of only the ones that customers said their toy destroyer dogs could not destroy!

I bought a container of snacks and squeeze cheese to stuff the stuffable toys with treats. Supposedly, this can keep him occupied for hours. I also bought a container of bitter grapefruit spray to spray on every piece of furniture in my house!

I spent $158.00 on this handful of "indestructible" toys. Tink, our boy tabby looks on, agog at everything we bought for Sam!

I spent $158.00 on this handful of "indestructible" toys. Tink, our boy tabby looks on, agog at everything we bought for Sam!

I should tell you that Sam is, mostly, a sweetheart when we are at home. We do often have to scold him for tormenting the cats. And he wakes us up several times each night ,whether it is when he is climbing in and out of our bed or when he barks cause he hears his girlfriend, Princess, (the neighbor’s new rescue spaniel) escaping from her enclosure.

Except for that, and destroying our house and costing us a fortune at the vet and pet store, he is a good dog!

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I guess I’m not surprised at the number of people that ask for an update on Sam, our rescue dog. He makes a good story. And, of course, the people that have actually met him think he’s wonderful.

I’ve read a lot about pit bulls since Sam came into our lives. And, I’ve asked questions to experts about their behavior and how to train them. A few of those sites have looked at Sam’s picture and the general consensus is that he has some Lab in him, which may explain his penchant for chewing all things large and small.

I could tell you that he is the perfect dog. But, hmmm, let’s see. Just today I came home from work to discover that he had discovered how to open the door to the sun room where he ate my favorite garden gloves. And, he pulled more stuffing out of HIS chair and scattered it across the floor for me to clean up! But, today was a good day!

Here are a few recent pictures:

This is Sam's chair. He is not allowed on any other furniture in the house, except for this chair that he has already ruined!

This is Sam's chair. He is not allowed on any other furniture in the house, except for this chair that he has already ruined!

We took Sam fishing at Lake Marion on Sunday. Here, he is navigating for us, keeping us away from dangerous stumps.

We took Sam fishing at Lake Marion on Sunday. Here, he is navigating for us, keeping us away from dangerous stumps.

 

Sam wants to be friends with Grace and the other two cats, but can you see how Grace just doesn't want to have anything to do with him?

Sam wants to be friends with Grace and the other two cats, but can you see how Grace just doesn't want to have anything to do with him?

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Sam gets a message

Our dog, Sam, got a phone call the other day from his Uncle Ken. (Ken is my brother-in-law, who met Sam when he was here for a visit last month.) Ken had seen my previous post and pictures of one of Sam’s destructive days, and so he called to give Sam a pep talk about being better behaved.

What Ken said. “Sam, I’m very disappointed in you. I see the destruction you made. That’s very bad, Sam. You better straighten out or you’ll have to come live with me. Sam, you be good.”

What Sam heard. “Blah, blah, blah, Sam. Blah, blah, blah, Sam. Blah-de-blah-de-da, Sam. Sam, blah, blah.”

Sam gets Ken's message off the answering machine. "Woof, woof, Ken. Woof, woof, woof"

Sam gets Ken's message off the answering machine. "Woof, woof, Ken. Woof, woof, woof."

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