I've been making lots of great friends lately. This is Sammy, he lives up the street with Kelly. Kelly is Brook's mom, the little girl with the really cute pink bike who I get to go out and see and talk to almost every day. They live up at the very end of the cul-de-sac by the busy road that scares me. I've gone up to their yard a few times, but usually when I do my cul-de-sac patrols, I cross our street just before I get to Kelly's, Brook's and Sammy's house. But often there are little people and big people throwing a ball into a hoop thing they pull out into the street, and I like to watch them. But not get too close. Anyway, Sammy is a real sweety, and is nice to everyone. He has had his hoohaectomy and all his shots, so Mom lets me get close to him. Kelly adopted him as an adult, cause even though he was a real sweetheart, no one wanted him cause he was pure black and lots of folks were superstitious. Can you believe that? In fact, his original name was Midnight, but Brook wanted to call him Sammy. I wasn't real nice to Sammy the first time I met him, and tried to swat him with my paw. But he forgave me, and came and talked to me through the window. So I look for him every time I go outside.
