JJ (fka Jameson)

Hey there! It’s Jameson. Yeah, when I had my picture on Brookline, it said JJ under it. Well, that was my nickname. In March, right after the world shut down because of COVID, my foster mom and dad took me to meet this lady, who was waiting in the park for us. She had a smaller dog (well, truth be told, I AM a BIG BOY….some say HUGE) who is also a lab. Her name was Harp. This lady talked about her cat Guinness, who was at home. Then she also mentioned one of her dogs that already crossed over the rainbow bridge, whose name was Beamish. Well, I knew she HAD to TAKE ME WITH HER. Because my real name is Jameson. What a match. And it turns out I was right. So I have been with my new mom and fur sister Harp for just a bit over 6 months. Because of COVID, we couldn’t go on vacation but boy did we go on alot of walks. Not Harp, because she is older (but doesn’t knew it). And now she has problems with her back legs. So just me and mom go for hikes in the woods and meet other dogs. She couldn’t understand why I would BARK so loudly when I saw other dogs. She thought I didn’t like them. NO, silly, I bark because I want to play with them. So I would pull and pull and pull. And as I said, I am a big boy. So mom made me go to school. Rather the school came to our house. This new lady came and started playing with me …and asking me to do alot of stuff. But it was fine….because she gave me a treat (ok…it was small but I did alot of listening so I got a bunch of the treats). Before she left she gave mom alot of stuff to read and showed her pictures of things to buy me.AND I LOVE GIFTS. Some of them were really cool. One is a big Kong that mom hides treats in. But I figured out that I just had to keep smacking that Kong around the floor and the treats would fall out. That is a cool game. And the new dog bowl. WOW…it looks like a puzzle. It was hard at first to figure out how to get the food. I even tried picking up the bowl….but that didn’t work. I finally had to slow down and take my time and then I was able to get out my kibble. AND boy is she buying me the fancy stuff. Finally she got a present…but I now know it is for her…and not me It is something called a Gentle Leader, but with padding. It goes around my nose and now I can’t pull mom…ever. I try and try to get it off and I can’t. So I put up with it since it means mom can walk me all over the town and in the woods without me pulling away. She also got me a really really big fence. I figured out really quickly how to jump over the old one. Mom didn’t like that game of run after me So now I have this really high fence and get to run all around the yard. Mom even lets me run in her flower garden. I like running through the rosemary plants and basil plants best though. I smell SO NICE and manly when I am done. I still love my old toys, especially that old stuffed chicken. I carry it everywhere. Luckily I have two of them because Harp likes it too. So we share. I have gained more weight…which the vet wanted to do….but now mom says we have to watch my figure. I love going to the vets. I do bark though when the vet only takes Harp inside. How can they forget about me??So I have been with my new mom and fur sister Harp for just a bit over 6 months. Because of COVID, we couldn’t go on vacation but boy did we go on alot of walks. Not Harp, because she is older (but doesn’t knew it). And now she has problems with her back legs. So just me and mom go for hikes in the woods and meet other dogs. She couldn’t understand why I would BARK so loudly when I saw other dogs. She thought I didn’t like them. NO, silly, I bark because I want to play with them. So I would pull and pull and pull. And as I said, I am a big boy. So mom made me go to school. Rather the school came to our house. This new lady came and started playing with me …and asking me to do alot of stuff. But it was fine….because she gave me a treat (ok…it was small but I did alot of listening so I got a bunch of the treats). Before she left she gave mom alot of stuff to read and showed her pictures of things to buy me. AND I LOVE GIFTS. Some of them were really cool. One is a big Kong that mom hides treats in. But I figured out that I just had to keep smacking that Kong around the floor and the treats would fall out. That is a cool game. And the new dog bowl. WOW…it looks like a puzzle. It was hard at first to figure out how to get the food. I even tried picking up the bowl….but that didn’t work. I finally had to slow down and take my time and then I was able to get out my kibble. AND boy is she buying me the fancy stuff. Finally she got a present…but I now know it is for her…and not me It is something called a Gentle Leader, but with padding. It goes around my nose and now I can’t pull mom…ever. I try and try to get it off and I can’t. So I put up with it since it means mom can walk me all over the town and in the woods without me pulling away. She also got me a really really big fence. I figured out really quickly how to jump over the old one. Mom didn’t like that game of run after me So now I have this really high fence and get to run all around the yard. Mom even lets me run in her flower garden. I like running through the rosemary plants and basil plants best though. I smell SO NICE and manly when I am done. I still love my old toys, especially that old stuffed chicken. I carry it everywhere. Luckily I have two of them because Harp likes it too. So we share. I have gained more weight…which the vet wanted to do….but now mom says we have to watch my figure. I love going to the vets. I do bark though when the vet only takes Harp inside. How can they forget about me??

I guess you want to know what I like to do? I love shopping in the refrigerator when mom is putting groceries away….(I just love BUTTER). I love getting my belly rubbed…and am very gentle even though my paws are really, really big. And I love my chicken and Harp…and my new mom. OH…and I LOVE to smile. Say cheese…and rub my belly.

Signing off….remember the name is JAMESON…like the whiskey. We love Irish things in our house.

Love,
Jameson, Harp and Mary (she is the mom) The Graham’s