March 24, 2018 was a Saturday. How do I know? I know because it was on that day - five years ago - three weeks after we bade farewell to our beloved Rosalita that Joe, Margaret, and I drove up to Berkeley Heights and Home For Good Dogs Rescue. It was there that Joe laid his eyes on Sam. As they say, the rest is history...
Margaret, Joe, Sam and I
Home For Good Dogs Rescue
(March 24, 2018)
She was just twelve weeks old when Joe chose her on that Saturday afternoon five years ago. We have been lucky to have her. She is an integral part of our family. Frankly, to me she has proven to be more than man's best friend. She has proven to be indispensable. Anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that with few exceptions, I prefer Sam's company to that of most humans. Whether it is our nightly (and eight-to-ten times every Saturday and Sunday) Dingo sessions or our regular runs, Sam is critically important to my mental health. And during COVID lockdown, her importance was not just to my mental health, but to that of our whole household.
Front Porch Photo
(2020)
Five years already. The time has passed in an eyeblink. Too fast in fact. Here's to today and every day with our best girl.
Sam I Am and Yours Truly
(March 5, 2023)
-AK
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