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.
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| With us for just 30 minutes. |
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| Ankle high |
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| Good sit! |
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| Home and sleepy |
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| Father and Son |
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| Day 2 |
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| ignore the wiener. 3 months |
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| Four months old |
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| Sam, mommy and the creepy toenail of fate. |
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| My fave shot |
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| Boys playing. 5 months, I think |
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| 6 months, "special" procedure. |
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| 6 months |
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| apparently this is relaxing |
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| Beach Walk |
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| I'msis likes swimmings! |
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| the goose died soon after this photo was taken. RIP, goose. |
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| Nose. |
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| cutest pillow, ever! |
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| He really wants to fit on the window seat. |
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| Brother and Sister. There was no love between them |
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| Sam's 1st birthday. I have other clothes besides pyjamas. I just hardly ever wear them. |
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| what Sam did to the couch |
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| Pre-couch eating nap. |
It's been a furry year, Sam. Here's to many more.
xo
Mommy.
