Hamlet's Sailing Day

Hamlet came to us several months ago from a shelter in southwest VA. This is redneck territory; it voted pretty solidly for Grampy McCain.

Hamlet arrived with a severe case of intestinal worms and with about twice as many years on him as had been represented to me. Pretty typical rottie--sweet, affectionate, always hungry. He got along well with the other fosters and was a pretty easy keeper.

Today I took him to his new home. A very cozy, dog-friendly place, a single woman who wants a buddy. There are two canine companions, a nice big fenced yard, and about 6 cats. Hamlet had been pretty good with cats we met at the SPCA last week, but living with them moving about the home is a different situation. He met several of them today, was interested, curious, but did not display any aggression. I suggested the use of a spay bottle, with lemon juice, to discourage any signs of interest beyond mere curiousity. It will be a fantastic home if it works out, but I always hold my breath for a while when there are cats involved.