Our Friend, Sammy, died today.
We’ve known Sammy for 16 years. He was sometimes a royal pain in the ass, but he was always happy to see our family. He never failed to show he cared for us, even if sometimes we got mad at him for stupid things he did.
Sammy wasn’t very tall, in fact, he was very short for his age — ever since he was very young he was a little small. He had blond hair and sometimes it would get really shaggy. But mostly it was kept nice and hung long over his ears. His ears were too big though and he constantly tripped over things with his big feet.
Sammy loved to run around with my son, Nick, and was probably one of Nick’s best friends in the entire world.
This morning, Sammy passed away.
I received the call at 11:30 my time that he was gone. My son-in-law, Daniel who is staying with us was with Sammy at the time of his passing. Sammy had apparently suffered a heart attack sometime last week while JoAnne and I were in Jamaica. There was probably very little that could have been done for him, so for the last week the family made him as comfortable as possible at our home.
Dan was sitting with him when he died. He had a short, sudden seizure, and then was gone. He probably didn’t feel anything by then, since he had remained mostly unconscious most of today I was told.
We all came home right away. When I arrived there was a lot of crying, but we transported Sammy right away to the doctor. I had checked him and knew it to be too late as soon as I saw him. The family said their good-byes and my wife and I made the arrangements.
Sammy had no other family than mine, so there was no one else to notify, no one else to tell of our loss but you folks. He’s to be cremated on Sunday. There will be only a short memorial for him tomorrow at one of my son’s home across town.
Samson the Great - the Cocker Spaniel, friend to everyone, has gone.
If there is a doggie Heaven, then I wish him Godspeed and all the love the Angels can give him for as long as Heaven exists.
Good bye, Sammy.
