Of course when my husband brought me a male dog 10 years later I had to name him Sam. My Poor Sweet Sammy died today and I am heartbroken.
My Sam didn't have twiggy rough fur but he did have a big loud bark for a tiny long haired chihuahua. He fit in my hand for months then his love for food caught up with him so he grew fast. People couldn't believe he was a chihuahua. He was 12 1/2 years old.
He came into my life before my children did. He was like my child. He was always by my side and waited to die until I got home to be with him.
I never understood dog people. I mean I had two dogs but some people treat dogs better than humans. Now I get it. Sammy always was loyal to me. He was so great to my girls and gentle. I kept telling him what a great boy he was and I loved him. Once we agreed to put him down he died within seconds. My heart aches my husband and kids ache. We lost a member of our family. Now I get it dog people.
Rest in peace my sweet Sammy Boy!