Stacy's Mighty Samson

This is Stacy's Mighty Samson, Sammy to us mortal people. 

We said goodbye to Sammy last week, he was just about 100 years old in dog years.

Sammy was a true companion for Stacy, always looking out for her and keeping her company and feeling safe during those years I traveled so much.

Stacy was the first person Sammy would look for each morning and would sniff the bedroom door and would not go out until he made sure she was there.

While on vacations one of the girls would keep Sammy while we were away, and it was always the same each time we came home.  Sammy did nothing but cry all night.

Sammy would have been our 14 year old son if things were just a little different.  When our oldest daughter Nichole moved out 15 years old, Stacy was feeling the loss so she made me a proposition.  Give me another baby or a puppy, she got Sammy, quick.

Sammy loved laying in the yard, in the sun, and watched over his domain.

I buried Sammy between the two new trees in the back yard just in front of the bird feeder and placed a large stone over his grave.

Now it's Stacy's turn to watch over him each morning while sitting in the screen room.