Meet Sam. She is what they call in the canine world as a black dog. We adopted her as a puppy 7 years ago from the animal shelter.
She’s my buddy. My pal. My sweet girl.
She’s pretty easy to please. A little scratch behind her ear goes a long way.
She’s a protector of all things dangerous, like this scary stuffed duck.
And nurturing at the same time. Yes, this squirrel is dead, but Sam gently carried it around for a few days, licking it and keeping it out of harms way by burying it under the mulch and digging it out again.
She’s my running buddy.
Sam helps me write my blog posts.
Unfortunately, Lilly Kitty doesn’t always appreciate Sam’s friendly nature.
She’s determined to rid the yard of varmints.
Sam has a wide range of food tastes, varying from kitty’s poop (you know, crunchy on the outside and smooth on the inside…) to garbage to your sandwich and even dog food.
Another job of hers is to take and pick up the boys from school. Car rides are one of her favorite things to do.
When Sister comes home from college, life is just that much better.
Sam. My girl.