After 10 years of living with my dog Gracie (future blog about THAT upcoming) convinced me that life with a dog was really nothing but frustration and yelling.
Sam changed that. Sam is a labrador retriever, so that means he is nothing but a loving pile of fur who wants nothing more than to sleep, wag his tail and be interested in things. And destroy crap, but that's of no matter.
Here is a little photo journey of Sam's first year with us.
|With us for just 30 minutes.|
|Home and sleepy|
|Father and Son|
|ignore the wiener. 3 months|
|Four months old|
|Sam, mommy and the creepy toenail of fate.|
|My fave shot|
|Boys playing. 5 months, I think|
|6 months, "special" procedure.|
|apparently this is relaxing|
|I'msis likes swimmings!|
|the goose died soon after this photo was taken. RIP, goose.|
|cutest pillow, ever!|
|He really wants to fit on the window seat.|
|Brother and Sister. There was no love between them|
|Sam's 1st birthday. I have other clothes besides pyjamas. I just hardly ever wear them.|
|what Sam did to the couch|
|Pre-couch eating nap.|
It's been a furry year, Sam. Here's to many more.