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 Hey hey it's me, Hamish !! ... the adapting-to-my-new-environs-much-better-than-expected Welshie! |
 When on patrol duty at the front door, I can keep an eye out for critters, bipeds and flappy things all at once. |
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 My new garden is smaller, but I don't absolutely NEED a swimming pool to cool off like at my last house... this is MUCH more agreeable Hamy weather! |
 Most cats and the raccoons in the 'hood stay low profile, but my new arch nemesis tortures me mercilessly. |
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 Hamish Rule of Welshiehood #27... |
 ...stairs must be negotiated at full speed! |
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 Most days I go to work with Da' and help out in the shop. |
 It took a while to figure out my role here... |
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 ...I tried sales for a while, but it's boring. Besides, my toenails kept getting caught in the register. |
 So now I just hang out, catch a few ZZzzzs... |
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 ...until a customer comes in... THEN I go to work. |
 My job title is "Official Greeter" (just like at Wal-Mart) but I also provide comfort for bi-peds in need. |
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 For those hu-manns that are especially deprived of canine woodgie-coos, I even share my toys.... |
 ...well, maybe not that much sharing... you can give it back now... uh, anytime today would be nice. |
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 The benefits package here at work is pretty good. I get all the cardboard tubes from empty paper rolls... |
 ...and not just lousy paper towel type tubes, these are primo thick rolls from the blueprint machine! |
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 The nay sayers can call me spoiled, but I'm just happy to be Hamish. |
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