November 3rd 2006 5:30 pm
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When I got you, you were so small that I could hold you in my palm of my hand. You were the runt of the litter and you and I bonded almost immediately. I could hardly wait until you were old enough to come home with me.
You love to walk and we walked almost every single day of your short life. We walked in the snow, the rain, when it was freezing outside and when it was over 100 degrees. You live to be almost 16 years old so I figure that we must have walked over 5,000 times. Every night you bought me your leash to me and put your paw or head on me and with your eyes I knew what you wanted.
You were such a good friend to me and it broke my heart when I had to say good-bye to you. I think of you often especially after I got Abbie since is also part Labrador. I was looking though some old photos of you and it brought many fond thoughts of you. I miss you much, Sam.