I will admit it has taken me a while to complete this post. There’s been a lot of procrastinating and deleting of sentences and a lot of tears. A few weeks ago my family and I had to make an extremely hard decision. That decision was to let our beloved dog Sammy go. While I was and still am completely heartbroken over losing my amazing puppy, I feel so lucky that we had him and especially for 15 and a half years.
I still remember the day my dad brought him home as a Christmas present on Christmas Eve in 1996 and my sisters and I would fight over who got to hold him. He was a tiny border collie that liked to try to round us kids up like we were sheep and chase us around the back yard (which ended up with him falling in the swimming pool a few times). But his most absolute favourite thing to do (other than trying to use his adorable face to get food) was chasing and catching his ball. Thinking back to those days and how he would leap into the air and drop back on the ground, makes it so surprising that his back and his legs lasted until only a few months ago.
While I miss him, and always will, I’m so grateful for the time we had with him. I will always remember him, running along the beach with a jellyfish in his mouth (which took my dad about an hour to get away from him!), chasing his ball in the backyard, sticking his head between Tom’s crossed legs to get his attention, forcing his head under your hand so you would pat him, walking down the hall way to my bedroom door and knocking it with his head until I opened it, all the tricks he could do and so so so much more! He was and always will be an amazing part of my life and I will never forget him.
RIP Sammy xoxo
And for those people who think “it’s just a dog” then please read this!