Sammy

Sammy

1995-2008

When Crazy Daddy and I were married, we got home from our honeymoon and the next day we drove to the pet store and brought home Sammy. She has been a member of our family very nearly since the family was established. She has had to put up with a lot. When we lived in Orem, she lived in a small fenced in kennel at the end of the house where the neighbor boys would torture her by peeing on her. Yes, you read it right. Poor girl. She has always hated loud noises, like the lawn mower and balls hitting the tin shed in Orem. She was very smart. She learned how to roll over and play dead and stay and shake. I taught her in a probably an hour. I am not a great dog trainer. She was a fabulous learner - eager to please. When we moved from our home in Orem she had the whole backyard - we thought she would love it. She promptly started making what we refer to as "game trails" in the lawn. She would walk only on those trails - on one from her doghouse to the garage to the back porch. On another from the porch back to the doghouse. She loved to dig. We did not have a beautiful back yard, but we had a good dog. She collected rocks. She would hoard them in her doghouse. I don't know why. I suppose she loved them for some reason. She didn't get to spend a lot of time around kids - but she was not mean to them. She preferred adults. She would just go to her doghouse if she didn't want to be around kids. She was really good with the Boss. She would chase him around - let him chase her around. I feel bad that he didn't get to know her and love her better. She was a good dog. She died this morning. I hope things are a million times better for her now than they were here. We will miss you girl.