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  • Birthday 09/30/1961

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    Canton, MA
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  1. Tears and few words—I met JJ several times, and he is a big, sweet fellow. I know you will miss him terribly Robin. Run free JJ.
  2. Gud morning, dis Hamish. I yam sorry Misser JJ is KNOT feeling his youf full self. Me and ma brudder Junior been playing and playing and playing and playing and barking and playing...whot does “Shut da f$#* up mean”? Mummy told me a beeg peace of noos—she ordered a noo pooter and she shud be able to get back to fotochopping! Stay tooned for noo developments. She order a Microsoft Surface Studio. It is a ginormous tablet/PC clone thing wiff oodles of brain power and a YUGE hard drive so she doesn’t get forced to save everything to “the cloud.” We are gonna be home waiting for that today. Den dat pesky lawn needs ANOTHER haircut! Dis what happens when yu get hot and sunny weather EVERY DAY. Today is actually clowdy and “cool” at around 75 petigrees. Dat bad kitteh Nikita was so sassy last nite Mummy had to close him in the cat room. He was taunting me and Junior and “asking for trubble.’ Oh! I gotta go. Junior is tuching my stuff!
  3. So sorry Robin, but you’ll know the right thing to do, and everyone will support whatever that is. Poor Junior is worn out. I had to have a talk with Hamish about pacing himself and not trying to play every second, because poor Junior doesn’t even get a chance to pee!
  4. You oldsters do your party anyway you like, but I’m sure I speak for everyone when I say you’re more than welcome to use the club for that! Cause you’re OUR oldsters!!
  5. Fall hiking? It’s still in the 90s every day here! Oh Jen, how awful. I hope he is doing ok.
  6. Gud morning, dis is me, wee Hamish! Why yu laff Mummy? I yam juss a baby! So I am wee! Last night a man called Santos came and Mummy let him dig in the yard! I am KNOT allowed to dig. So unfair! Den Santos plopped three crepe myrtle trees (the variety is Twilight if anyone wants to check them out) in dem holes and buried em up and poured lots a water on dem from this thing called a hoze. I am KNOT allowed to choo da hoze. So unfair! Dis morning I investimagted dem trees and got nice red dirt on maself, and den jumped on da IKEA sofa and got nice red dirt on it. Mummy wasn’t mad, she said it was her own fault for KNOT covering the cowch, and dat is now done. Da cover is washed and clean too. Den we took a walk all around da nayburhood (boy there are some really untidy yards at the end of the road that I can’t see from my house!) and den we practice sit and come. Mummy says I am a jenius now that she found something I really want her to gibs me! Den Mummy figure out how to get a football game on da teebee cause owr team is playing Dr. Frootypie’s team, and it’s no fun if yu can’t watch it! For reezins no one can assplain, da local game today is the Jaguars. Why??? Dey are a Florida team and as far as we no, not even da peeple of Floryda care about them! Most of Souf Carolina is getting the Patriots/Dolphins, but Greenville is stuck wiff Jaguars! CBS All Access to da rescue!! Mummy watered da trees, and I helped by shouting at the hoze! Witch I am KNOT allowed to choo. So unfair! I sleep in ma hotel from 10 PM to 7:30 am. Now I am thinking about a nap! Oh, lots of trabbling in da groop! Granny so wanted to take that Alaska cruise, but it never happened. PopPop got sick afore they went, and then Unca Rob refused to go on any trip if Unca Bill was going...whot a pair of doody heads they sound like! Mummy says I might never meet dem, but I have sumpin called Neffews who are gonna come see me!!! Dat sounds pawsome! Oh, for da record, Mummy finks mutts or mongrels are great, unless dey been breeded up on purpose and sold to doodlebugs who actual believe it’s cool to pay lots of money for a mutt if it has a cutsie name while thousands of mutts are put to sleep because no one wants dem.
  7. Ewww, a squirrel pizza? That does KNOT sound good. Hamish and Junior did indeed venture downtown today, and they had a blast. Turns out not a soul recognizes a baby Deerhound. We heard everything from Greyhound to Great Dane, and a lot of “oh, did you rescue them...”. Apparently it’s equivalent to being a bank robber if you admit to BUYING a dog. And the whole doodle craze has glorified the mongrel to the extent that everyone assumes the puppies are mixed breeds! “Oooooh, what mix are these!?” And you say “Scottish Deerhounds” and are met with blank stares! And I say, “Have you seen the Harry Potter movies?” And if they have, you can tell them Padfoot is a Deerhound and they get it. Why the FF does Apple think it is mandatory to capitalize the word after a question mark and quotation??? So annoying.
  8. Dis Hamish! I gotted to go out in da middle of the night and see the big moon and leave a dubble potty pile! Mummy cud KNOT sleep so she was up and I was crying cause I wanted to be up too. Den she hollered at me! Hollered! And den in a few minutes I realized I hadda POO in da chute so I made the BIG CRY and she cud tell the difference and she took me out WIFFOUT CUDDLES FIRST and watched me poo and den PUT ME BACK IN DA CAGE (wiff a cookie) and said I was a reel gud boy but had to go back to sleep cause I yam a baby but she is KNOT a baby so she gets to stay up as late as she wants. So unfair. Now we are up early cause our friend Laze and ma brudder Junior as apposed to come pick us up and take us to Greenville for “socializing” and cawfee. But it is raining, so Mummy is thinkin maybe Laze will roll over and go back to sleep...but Mummy is dressed and ready just in case. OMG, der is da BESTED food dat comes in a can. It’s called Pro Plan Puppy and it is soooo good I would do a back flip off da cowch for it! See if yu can nom some!! Bye for noo! Hamsammich
  9. Hello! Dis Hamish. I am noo here. I am only 16 weeks old and I yam a Scottish Deerhound! Mummy said I cud start the noo club! So da rulez I am learning are yu gotta go to make yur business OUTSIDE even if its raining. That’s the rulez!! Also, yu can speak houndish, or KNOT. Dat is up to yu or yur hooman. Uhm, lets see, dis is hard wiff des hoog paws...Oh yeah! Everybuddy is welcome here, dogs, catz, hedgemahogs, stuffies, and even peeple! And that’s all I can bemember, so habs a gud time, be kind, and GO TO DA BAFFROOM OUTSIDE. Ta, Hamish
  10. Lila is sweet Snow looks like sugar Merc is a Dude Striped like a tigger It that was a glacier I think It’d Be Bigger A Poem by Nikita
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