Today has been a sad day around here. I knew it was coming. I had said it was what was going to need to be done just last week. But then this last weekend. The bottom just dropped out of it. And at this moment Mark is at the vet, and after a look it was decided that Sam must have liver trouble and cancer, so they are putting my baby down right now.
He joined the family when we decided that Mattie needed a sibling. When we went to the SPCA to look, the saddest eyes on earth stared up at me from the floor of a kennel and so we said lets look at him. As soon as he came in the room with us, he went ballistic and was so happy. I couldn’t send him back to the kennel and he came home with us.
We struggled with a name for him. He came with the name Sam but that wasn’t very Dog sounding. Alas, he was just a Sam. Nothing else worked. So Sam he stayed. We did learn he was a Vizsla and had all their good and bad issues. He was loyal to his family to a fault. But yes, he chewed and was a baby for way longer than normal dogs, but we all survived, though two Bibles did need replaced during that time. He must have loved the Word of God.
He loved watching Mattie running around outside. He couldn’t figure out why she was running, so when she started, he would run after her. Finally, he discovered Squirrels and what fun they were. So Mattie would leave the watch to him and lay in the sun, and when he let go, off she’d go as well.
Now the fun of Sam was that he never ever really grew up. He always seemed a happy puppy just looking for what was fun and never being upset with anyone over anything. He always seemed to be trying to figure things out. My lovely baby. Ever joyful and happy. You could be gone only ten minutes out the back door, and he would act like you had just returned from the European tour, and was he ever so happy to see you.
He was a lovely boy that will be missed many times. The next time I check where my legs can fit in bed and there’s nothing in the way, I may shed a tear. The next time I get food out and only feed Mattie. Yep, I may shed a tear. The next time I need someone to clean up the floor while I’m cooking. Yep, a tear may escape when I have to lean down and do it myself. When I have no companion while I sit at the computer. Yep, I will cry. I am right now.
I am sure going to miss you boy, but I know this was the best for you. We had 13 great years with you. Rest in Peace.