Sunday, July 20, 2014


He died twelve years ago today.

Sam BW 11-26-03

February 1, 1989 – July 20, 2002

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and miss him. There’s still that worn spot on the bedspread where he slept, and I still make room for him on the bed.

3 barks and woofs on “Sam

  1. I remember him jumping vertically in the snow in Northern Michigan. Like a grasshopper. The most adorable dog that ever drew breath. RIP, Sammy.

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