Life With A Hambone

Harry is a champ at sleeping.

I will be the first to admit I spoil Harry a bit. He gets his way a bit too often, and gets a bit pouty at times. 

When I can’t give him attention at times, he howls at me. 

There are times he’s worth the fuss. Sometimes when he’s trying to coax me, he chirps at me, changing his pitch as if he is saying, “Hey bud, help me out here.”

Then, he occasionally says “Ah roo-roo” to me, as I think I’ve documented before here. Is he trying to tell me he loves me?

But more likely, I’m reading something into things that’s not there. None the less, “Hambone” is a thrill to be around. 


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