Sam
I feel Mark’s loss over Sprite.
We had a Chocolate colored Miniature Poodle we named Samson. My wife said that we would take the first pup that came to us. Sam was the only one that came to us, as the others were busy playing with each other.
Sam had many special traits, but I will mention two.
One, about five minutes before my wife would arrive home from work, Sam would leave the bedroom where he spent the day, and wait for her at the top of the stairs. He knew the time she got home and did not “hear her car” as he would still be there the same time the days she stopped by the store. How he could tell the time, we do not know, as daylight savings time did not mess him up.
The second trait has to do with Christmas. Sam enjoyed playing with rubber squeak toys. His first Christmas, we got him a couple toys and put them under the tree with our presents. I gave Sam his present and he studied it a few minutes and tore the paper off any played with it.
The next year I wrapped his toys and put them under the tree. The next morning (not Christmas morning) we woke up and he had his package opened. I got him another one and put it under the tree under other packages so he would have one to open. The next morning he had it opened. He had dug it out from under the other packages. He did not bother the other packages other than a couple of small tears where he dug his out. From then on, we had to wait till Christmas morning and put his packages under the tree. He would get them and open them. (more…)