Dyson | My Life as a Ham

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.