Before there were cell phones (well, I wasn’t allowed to have one in 7th grade) and before there was Facebook you enjoyed your moments with just your family…and a film camera. I couldn’t update my status or snap chat a picture to my friends. It was just us.
I begged my parent’s for what felt like years to get a dog. A black lab like the one (I LOVED) that lived across the street. So finally 7th grade summer my parents caved. We looked in the NEWSPAPER for an ad for puppies. There was a litter in Lakewood with 3 or 4 girls left. I wanted a girl (again like the one across the street). I was a little bummed they were 11 weeks old because that seemed huge, not like when most people get their puppies at 6 or 8 weeks and can fit in their hand. We arrived at the house where they had all the puppies in the front yard. I opened my car door to find one little black puppy waiting to greet me. There was no way to keep them identified and know which one I wanted. I got really confused and it was hard to make a decision. Then my Dad reminded me of the little puppy who greeted me. Isn’t that the rule? Take the one that comes up to you first? I thought it was a great idea but how do I know which one she is?! My Dad noticed at that time she had dried mud on one of her back paws. That was my new dog, my new best friend, sister…my Sami.
Sam had many names. Sami, Sami Wami, Sama Wama, Samantha Jean but her registered name…Samantha the Dutchess of Broomfield…for real!
We did everything together! Bike rides, scooter and she’d pull me on my roller blades. She told on me when I first snuck out of the house, she was there for me every day after school, my high school graduation, college graduation and so much more.
Sami dominated her puppy training classes. She could sit, stay, come, shake (both paws) and speak!
Sami wams was the most expensive puppy. First off she’s purebred with papers. Then she cut her paws about 4 different times on the edging in the back yard. Hence the cone! She also always seemed to have a UTI as a pup and she also blew her knee out and needed an intense surgery with screws. Shesh. (Thanks Mom & Dad!)
Water therapy after her knee surgery.
Here’s the black lab, Tasha, from across the street. The reason I needed my own! Sam doubled in size compared to her! She was 98lbs!
Teaching Sami how to swim was so much fun. She was terrified at first but I helped her.
I loved carrying her on my shoulders! This ended probably at a year. She grew so fast.
If you don’t know about Dog Days at The Bay in Broomfield…look into it!!!!
She always made Mother’s Day pictures so fun. For the last almost 5 years my Mom and Sam were best friends since I moved out. She was so spoiled with walks all the time, dessert (treats) after dinner every night and a beautiful yard to protect from squirrels and cats! Plus endless love and belly rubs!
Sam may have been part of the spark for my photography love. She was the best most beautiful model. She and my husband were the faces of all my photography homework especially in my film classes. Below is a film image.
Then I went digital. Love these.
Her eyes were SO cool!
So…I am extremely depressed to say Sami is in doggy Heaven as of yesterday afternoon. Barely a grey hair on her and just shy of 11 years old. My first dog, my bff and the sweetest goofiest girl in the world! She had so much life in her and she’ll forever be missed.