My story with Sammy
It's very funny the way I came to find her, I've always loved dogs, and, for those times, I just moved to a new place with my husband so I was decided to have a pet, I wanted so much a puppy. One day I was walking around the beach, that nowadays I'm still living there, and I heard sutble barking coming from the rocks at the bottom of the beach and she was crying so badly, alone, dirty and full of sand.
I took her immediately, I didn't care if she smelled bad or if my husband wouldn't agree, I loved her in the very first moment I saved her. She was an adorable puppy, and as the days were passing my husband also came to love her. In a matter of days I was buying everything what was necessary to pamper her. Some people laughed about me, they didn't understand that a dog is not just an animal, It can be a friend, a trully friend but I didn't care what people thought or said.
Time passed and of course she grow up. My routine became peculiar, in a manner of speaking, while my husband went to work everyday since very early until sunset, I was left alone with her and wherever I did go, she followed me even at my work place, where I work as a spanish teacher. So I started to do everything with her, cleaning the house, watching TV, listening music, even we swam at the beach or sometimes we usted to hike in the hills that soround the beach. That day was a relaxing day, the weather was cloudy, the breeze was so freshing. I was very pleased with my pet, she never bited or was agressive to anyone, she always was sweet and lovely with people, she was a very loyal Buddy.
How she loved to do hiking, her tale never stopped to move when she saw me with the dog leash, she knew for sure that we were going to walk anywere, she excited so much that even tough a neigbor didn't call her by her mame but nicknamed her "Serotonin" because she reminded him the hormone of happines. Sometimes, when my husband got day off, he refused to walk and we took a ride on his motorcycle and, yes, Sammy also came with us. I still remember how she enjoyed riding a motorcycle, her tongue always hanging out from her snout, enjoying the air, what every dog in this world enjoy to do in a windows's car.
One day, I left the door open, I can't remember what I did It, and Sammy left the house without me noticing, when I finally realized she was not inside the house, my husband helped me out to find her, and we did, she was with a boyfriend, playing mom and dad. I got angry of course, I was trying to take the best care of her because I knew she was in heat. The consecuenses of that affair ended up into a preagnancy,a couple months later she got ten puppies, and two of them died minutes after they were born. This represented a problem for me, the house I was living for those moments it wasn't enogh to rise so many puppies and I had to give m the into adoption.
Sammy was, irrevocably, my best friend, she always knew when I wan't felling well or even sad, shee laid out beside me, licked my face or my hands and stared me as if she knew that something was wrong, Sammy was always there for me, and It made me fell better knowing she was there no matter what but I took the worst decision and It was took her out of the beach. Once again she escaped out of the House, I supposed, she wanted to play with other dogs or maybe she had a new boyfriend. A car hit her and she died inmediately. When I came back home, my husband was the one Who told me. She passed away two years ago. It was really hardish thing for me, It still now. Sammy was very important for me because she was along with me in a such a complicated moments in my life. She made my problems easier or at least more bearable. I remember her always with a smile in my face, she was so good and lovely, It still hurt not having her, even my husband didn't wan't to have anymore pets, I loved her so much, and sometimes a small tear runs down my cheek.