Jamie was 4 years old on May 20, 2020. It seems appropriate that his birthday is National Rescue dog day.
The last year, Jamie has grown on so many levels. He is still a Mama’s boy and must be with me wherever I am. Jamie no longer spends his nights in his crate but has joined the rest of us in bed. I spent months holding onto him to prevent him falling out. Then suddenly he decided he wanted a different spot in the bed. One night, I heard that awful sound of him hitting the floor. That was months ago. Since then, he is VERY careful, inching toward the edge. Some nights he insists on sleeping under the blankets. He is my own, personal, space heater. Jamie looks like a sweet little lamb sleeping.
Jamie tells me when I have a package delivered by barking at the front door. He also remembers where a toy is and knows when it is hidden under a table or couch. He knows if someone is visiting by smell and will search until he finds them. Jamie will stand and bark at the kitchen counter to tell me he wants the food that is there.
Jamie has calmed down a whole lot. He takes new adventures in stride. The above was taken yesterday at a book signing event. Jamie greeted everyone.
