I’m Hamilton, Sarah's miniature schnauzer, resident gentleman, and the true brains behind the operation. While the humans rush about with therapy kits and laptops, I supervise with quiet dignity (and the occasional strategic sigh).
I travel in style, nap with flair, and offer firm but fair judgment on all snack choices—unlike the peasants, (looking at you, Odin), I actually eat my vegetables.
My bow ties and accompanied wardrobe are not just fashion - they are a lifestyle. I am polite, punctual, and will politely remind you it’s dinner time with a well-timed stare.
Boxes? Love them. Puzzles? Enjoyable, but honestly, none have proven worthy of my intellect. Agility? I dabble. I’ll complete the course, gracefully, of course, but let’s not pretend I’m about to sprint and get dirt in my beard. That would be undignified.