Who is your best friend? A dog? I didn’t think so. It’s probably a human because you are a human or so I assume. Who is my best friend? A human? Nope. It’s a dog because I’m a dog and we have common interests such as sleeping on floor, sleeping on the couch, sleeping, sniffing each other and chewing on stuff. My best friends are special though. I know my backstory is pretty tear wrenching and joyful, but wait until I tell you about my buddies Dyson and Veda. This story might be a long one.
Dyson was born somewhere in Atlanta in November 2008 and was adopted from the wonderful Atlanta Humane Society in February 2009 as a 3-month old pup.
Dyson at 3 months old
He was adopted by my Father and his brother and quickly became the coolest dog in the world and loved by many. Of course, Mr. Hambone here wasn’t even born yet, but Dyson was my best friend as soon as I was introduced to the world a couple years later. Dyson taught me the power of The Look, the virtue of listening, and the importance of loving everything around you. We slept together, ate together, I bit his legs, and he sat on my head. Best friends stuff, you know?
Little D and I when I was just a puppy myself
Sadly, Dyson and his Father moved to Atlanta in August 2011 and then all the way to the Pacific Northwest in October 2011. My Mom, Dad, and I missed Little D a lot, but life was getting very busy for all of us and getting another dog would be another responsibility that would be tough to handle…until something happened. We got a message from my Grandpa in Atlanta that a dog at the humane society who looked just like Dyson was up for adoption. We looked at her on the website and she sure enough looked similar to Dyson, but to be honest, Dyson’s personality was unique, not his appearance. There are tons of dogs in Atlanta that look just like him. Nonetheless, my Mom, Uncle Paul, and I drove to Atlanta to check out this imposter with the idea that we could adopt her if she is well behaved. The humane society smelled amazing! Dogs were everywhere saying “Hello!” “Hi!” “Hi! Hi! Hello!” and then we found the one for whom we were looking. We played for a few minutes and knew we couldn’t leave without her. Mom told the humane society people about how the new dog looked just like our old dog who also happened to be from this humane society, so they told her they would look into her file and do some sleuthing. The dog had been adopted and brought back to humane society on multiple occasions because she jumped fences and yada yada yada. She was first brought in to the humane society in 2008 with a litter of puppies…more info…and then…that litter of puppies included Dyson! This dog right here, 3 years later, staring at us was Dyson’s blood sister, his litter mate, his Gretel to her Hansel! You better believe she came home with us. It was just like old times. I bit her legs, she sat on my head, and life was whole again. We called her Veda like from My Girl and now I have two best friends. Dyson and Veda did reunite once and you wouldn’t believe it if I told you, so just watch what happened.
Dyson and Veda, respectively, reunited!
-One lucky dog
My Life as a Ham 
Hambone, you forgot to mention me! I thought I was your girlfriend. Now I know that you have moved to the big city and forgot about your small town girl! I am crushed ! Or did you just forget to mention me? I miss playing with you and chasing you as you chase other things like those squirrels in the yard and OMG, those yellow round things that your Dad would throw around. I would send you a picture but I have not learned how to do that yet.
I think of you often when I go outside because you and I would race down the steps to see who could get to the bottom first! I also jump up on the chair by the pool where you used to sun bathe and I then feel connected to you! There is a bit of excitement next door in the empty lot that drives me crazy! My dog mom and I run next door as soon as my human mom lets us out and we dig and sniff and dig some more trying to catch the moles in the yard. I can smell them and I want to catch them! I come up from digging and I get in trouble because I am dirty! Dirty is fun! My human Mom says she just cares because I bring the dirt onto her pillow. (I shake before I jump up there!) Well, all is good here BESIDES MY HEART IS BROKEN and I have to catch that mole! I am going to take a nap for about 4 hours, then I will get up, get a drink of water and take another nap. I will await your reply Dear Ham.
[…] Whoa, whoa, whoa (click and read). Everyone, allow me to introduce one of my close friends Mozie or Mipsy or Monty or whichever one she is. I may have forgotten to describe a few animals in my life not because I don’t love them, but because they’re so little that my eyes brushed right over their heads as I was gazing at the timeline of my life. These little ladies are Yorkshire Terriers who, as you can read from her comment, smother the heck out of me even if I tend to step on them, roll over them, and overlook them (literally, they’re tiny!). Perhaps it’s my deep brown eyes or deep brown fur or deep brown smell that attracts the love and lust of many a female. I try to keep up with all of them because I truly do love them equally. Right, men? You know what I’m talking about. Sometimes it seems like you get in trouble if your tail wags in the wrong direction, so I started wagging mine in circles to cover any possible direction. You have to please the ladies. Mozie, I did search for you when we first arrived to our new place. I looked everywhere I could think a little one such as yourself might fit. Here’s the proof. […]
Thank you Mr. Ham, you are my dream boy! I just spent the day watching my human Mom and Dad painting the deck with the absolute worst stuff in the world. It smells like, ****. Well, it smells! My Dog Mom and me are still trying to catch the mole next door. I sure could use your help! We dig, sniff, dig, and sniff more but nothing! My human Mom sent you and Veda a present. She told me about it and I am a bit jealous but extremely happy for you as you now have more balls to chase! I thank you so much for posting about your lady yorkie gals in the south. We love you so much! Your are the dream every lady dreams of! It is definitely spring here. It was warm or should I say pool weather for you today! No one got in the pool, but I know you would have! I remember the time you had so much fun in the pool that you could not get out to go pee! What a time that was as it caused so much excitement with all of the humans in the pool with you. You are my favorite original and loving guy I have ever known. I miss you. Millie, my Momma does not play like you did! I am thinking I will fly up to see you soon. I have not been on an airplane but if I can stick my head out the window I think I would like it! My human Mom told me I could not, but I may do that anyway! By the way, have you been on an airplane? What is it? If I came up there to visit, would you play with me in your new yard and show me all the city spots that smell good and have lots of people to play with? See you soon I hope! , Love you, Mozie! FYI, I still have my green thing which used to be a toy with legs and would squeak. Now, I just take it to bed with me and I bring it out to tease everyone ! That is my baby. Do you have a special baby or toy that is the most special toy in the world? I also have another question, what is the food your parents get you? I might suggest this to my parents. My human Dad usually fixes great meals but sometimes I think not. Happy Sunday my dear Ham.