Famous Hamish

Hamish Macbeth
Photo P.C. Knapp

This is my dog, the world famous Hamish Macbeth.

If he could collect people, he would be in a hoarding situation and the city would probably have to step in and ‘help him’ care for his beloved pets.

I’m not kidding and I’m not exaggerating.

Hamish is really into humans. He thinks we are so cool and cute and lovable and when you look into his eyes you will see they are oozing with love for you.

He likes cats too. I mean REALLY likes them. My neighbor’s cat Lucy is his girlfriend and when they get together they groom each other- well, kiss and when he’s with Lucy I think he forgets the world around him. It’s really sweet to see.

He brings her toys too. But he takes them back. He loves her but I guess even the World Famous Hamish Macbeth has his limits.

Hamish and friend
A.M. Moscoso

This is me ( well, 2022 me ).

Me by Me

I am not a people person. I’m not even that comfortable around people but I am courteous and I’m not mean spirited. To be honest sometimes after I am some social situations I feel like I’ve run a marathon and all I want to do is que up some Mozart or ELO and air out my brain.

Hamish Macbeth
Photo A.M. Moscoso

Now,because of Hamish Macbeth, I  now stop and talk to people on our walks and trips to the dog park.  I even have dinner parties and holiday parties because he enjoys them so much.

I have to be social and smile and mean it, because he will KNOW if I’m not into it and he will stare into my face and wag his tail until I lighten up and engage.

But when I think about it, it gives me joy to see my dog  so in love with people.

I guess at some level I’m glad that even though I may be a dark little cloud floating around a sunny blue sky my dog- The World Famous Hamish Macbeth is outgoing and engaging and loves people and life and the energy they give off.

My Counselor said that because I am the one constant presence in Hamish’s life and I do think he’s the best dog in the world and have loved him and shown him patience and kindness since he came home with me at 11 weeks of age, he’s grown up thinking people are pretty damn grand. So why wouldn’t Hamish now  think ALL people are great.

I pointed out that because Hamish is the constant in my life and he has shown me nothing but kindness and love and understanding his entire life and he thinks people are pretty damn grand and special, in all probability

I think I’m starting to think that too.


Word of the Day Challenge:  Compersion

Hamish Had An Idea

My niece babysat Hamish this weekend and in the picture below are the same two toys out of the HUNDREDS ( he literally owns hundreds )  that he brought to her when she got there in the morning to take care of him.
Here is the skinny on  the toys in the picture.
The orange one is his Sea Horse. That’s my favorite toy. Whenever he brings it to me I say, ” Hamish it’s your Sea Pony! This is the best toy in the world!” Then I kiss it and hug it and keep it near me.
The other one is his Christmas toy, I make it sing for him- mostly songs I make up that feature his name and favorite words like “treat” and “walk” and “good boy” I don’t know why, but he really does like it when I sing to him.
So over the entire weekend Hamish would bring the same two toys  to Pualani, sit and look into her face like this:

Photo of Hamish By
P. Knapp

That intense look on his face is there for a reason.

When I’m teaching Hamish a new command or I want his attention right now  I tap the side of my nose and say, ” Hamish look “

I’m pretty sure Hamish was trying to tell Pualani something, he wanted her full attention  and my good boy fell back on his training to get his point across.

Hamish wanted his Mommy.

You know. I think my Hamish may have missed me last weekend- just a little.

Photo of Hamish Macbeth by P Knapp

Forget Me Not


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Sometimes Facebook pulls up a memory that I forgot all about and I am pleasantly surprised  with the find.

Sometimes they are funny, not in a funny ‘ ha, ha ‘ sort of way but in a ‘ those little facts you hear about memories that sound sketchy really aren’t so far fetched. I mean I don’t have a real sense of humor but apparently my brain does because my memory played a trick on me.

Here is the memory in question:

When I think back on bringing Hamish home when he was just over 10 weeks old, I remember my cats were really good with him. That he hung around them all of the time and that at night they insisted he  stay close to them ( that was something they learned to do from my older dogs who had since passed on and had raised them ).

Kolchak, Darwin and Hamish.
Photo A..M. Moscoso-2014

Apparently I have been looking back and not seeing the bumps in the road that they hit- like this one:

My cat peed on Hamish’s bed. Hamish buried my cat’s food bowl in the backyard. And the battle rages on…

Hamish Macbeth
Photo A.M. Moscoso
September 2014

From the way that reads, there was an on going power struggle and for some reason I forgot all about it. I didn’t run interference from the looks of it. You’re not supposed to dabble to much when you move new animal into the home, but some of this stuff looked funny and I still forgot about it.

I wonder why?

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Hamish and Micey

Funny Bones

Sunday is a few days away and the Christmas season is upon us so I thought I would speed up my yearly trip to Hell by posting these Funny bones: