Samwise: The Golden, The Myth, The Legend!

I remember as if it were yesterday, Cayce was the 9 week old female golden retriever pup.  Slept a lot, played and chewed a lot…typical puppy stuff.  Cayce, it was clear, would be the wife’s dog or princess as I recall.  As such, I had little to do with her except clean up the poo.

At the top of that heap laid the enevitible, ever esteemable Samwise Gamgee.

So after several weeks of this, I  decidedthat Ms. Cayce looked “lonely“.  Of course the only cure would be another golden puppy because hey, life is just too normal.  But lets not forget Cayces loneliness.  This is where Mr. Samwise enters the picture.  We visited a golden retriever breeder in Hope Mills, NC in hopes of finding Ms. Cayce a proper suiter.  

I wasn’t falling for that cute crap…I wanted a lazy S.O.B who just didn’t give a flying…

When we arrived, the breeder had all the puppies in a slumbering heap after their bath.  At the top of that heap laid the enevitible, ever esteemable Samwise Gamgee.  As the other puppies began to awake and come to see the new visitors Sam slowly sank to the floor with the dinishing support structure.  all the puppies imediately became comfortable and began the pawing and biting routine that makes the choosing part difficult in all their aggressive cuteness.  But not for me!  Nope, I wasn’t falling for that cute crap…I wanted a lazy S.O.B who just didn’t give a flying…well, you know what I mean.  That was him, the chubbiest, laziest, cutest king of the heap.

One look at that chubby lump of pure unadulterated laziness and I was sure this was my dude.  I could picture lazy Saturday mornings with coffee and doughnuts, watching the hunting and fishing shows with my lazy buddy laying next to me dutifylly cleaning up the doughnut crumbs that “accidently” fell on the couch.  Yup, life was gonna be cool!  Not so fast…

I finished all the paperwork and said goodbye and away we went, back to the soon to be mancave.  Ms. Cayce of course was gonna be so excited that she has a new man in her life, and wow, what a specimen I was bringing to her.

So what exactly did Ms. Cayce, the lonely princess of the Scagline house hold think of her arranged couplehood?  Welp, tune in to the next post to find out!

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