Wednesday, June 14, 2006

You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours

It has been really fun having Boss and Sam here to visit this past week.

One of the things I’ve liked is watching Sam and Razor develop a relationship with each other. The first night that Sam was here it was kind of comical to see their antics. Each was jealous of any attention that was being given to the other. Razor was on my lap. Sam decided he needed to be on my lap too. Razor decided my lap was too crowded for her tastes, and left to seek affection from Boss. Sam had a sudden need to be held by his mommy. Razor returned to me. And round and round it went.

It didn’t take long for us to realize some of the other things that Sam and Razor have in common: 1) they are short; 2) they like walks around the lake or running around in the yard; 3) neither is a big fan of my vacuum cleaner; 4) it can be traumatic when their respective moms go into the bathroom without them and shut the door; 5) they like some of the same foods—dog kibble is OK, but peanut butter is better, and suckers are even better than that; 6) they are both cute as buttons; 7) they both sometimes get into things that they shouldn’t.

It didn’t really take them long to form a sort of alliance. After all, Sam isn’t a big fan of being messy, and Razor is very much a fan of helping Sam clean up a little—especially if it’s food that’s making the mess. Razor has learned that she shouldn’t wander too far away when Sam is eating—she wouldn’t want to miss the call for a clean-up crew. The other night Sam wasn’t showing much interest in his dinner. Not too long later I noticed that most of his food was gone. “Great, I guess he decided to eat,” I thought. Not too long after that I noticed that his plate was even cleaner—as if it had been licked clean. That’s when the pieces fit together in my head. Razor apparently didn’t want to see Sam’s perfectly good food go to waste.

We'll miss Sam and Boss. (And, yes, Sam, you and your mom and dad can come visit your Aunt Sunny, Uncle Jim, and our dog Raisin again sometime—anytime!)

2 comments:

MMA Lady said...

I wish I could visit too and have as much fun as ya'll had! Those two little cuties!

Ree said...

The next generation of cousins begin their antics together.