- Location
- Cornwall , UK
Its almost eight months since we said Farewell to my darling boy , sometimes it seems like only yesterday as the hurt is still as raw . I wouldn't mind so much if it were just Paul and I missing him , but there is a little boy over the road who still cries at night from time to time , its so much harder for a ten year old to cope , because he cant remember a time that Sam wasn't around , they were simply the best buddies ever . Sam had Lymphoma , a horrible and unfair disease for a ( then ) five year old to be diagnosed with , but I tell you what , he didn't half make the most of the eighteenish months he survived following the pathologists report , each day was filled with fun , wonderful walks , and love , much love . He was a good dog , a damned good dog , no angel though, he had his moments especially in his youth ! I recall one of those moments when he gate crashed a picnic, legging it with a "snatched out of the hand sandwich " , whilst I pretended he wasn't mine ! But on the whole, yes, Sam was a blinkin good dog , very much missed . Here he is with me , he was my rock xx


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