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In memory of Samantha ...

"You want what?"

Admittedly, I misunderstood my wife.

"I said I want to take Tim to have his picture taken with Santa tomorrow ... Will you go? "Darlene asked.

So I of course, but honestly, I thought she was joking, because it seemed ridiculous to have a picture of your dog with Santa Claus. Anyway, I thought I'd play with the stuffing and said: "Sure. And after that, maybe we can catch a good competition straw! What a great way to spend a Saturday, eh? "

The expression on his face told me she was not kidding.

So the next day, we provided her little dog in the car and the animal orphanage in Voorhees where Darlene had adopted him several years ago. It did not take long to get the Polaroid photograph of Tim sitting on the lap of Father Christmas (Was not that a great part of the queue that most sane people do not lose their free time on weekends to pictures of their pet with a stranger in a padded suit, but I digress). Darlene suggested we "just look" at their disposal other dogs for adoption and I somewhat reluctantly agreed.

When I arrived at the kennel fourth on the left, I stopped dead in my tracks because it was the kennel where they put Samantha (or "Bear", as they were called). With long, wavy, jet-black hair and a big white star on his chest with those beautiful brown eyes newfie - it was beautiful! Unlike many other dogs, she was also very quiet, just sitting there looking back at me as I stood staring at her. For many years after, Darlene said: "After that you saw Sam, he would not even watch one of other dogs. He stood there watching you the longest. Yeah, you were the one he wanted all the other dogs. "

While it is true that I admired what a dog she was beautiful, the main thing that crosses my mind tried to calculate how many bribes it would take to get Darlene to say yes to its adoption. Sat Tim already compensated more than sixty books, and only 10 months, she still had more to do. It seems very likely that Darlene would be totally against the idea of adopting a dog Sam's size.

To tell you the truth, it did not matter to me how many bribes, it would, I really, really wanted the dog! Somehow, I felt it was the dog I had waited until nearly thirty years.

Since I was about 10 years, I wanted a big dog, which required both arms to embrace, and I wanted a dog that was loving, gentle and has a good temperament. As a kid, my parents did not want me to have a big dog. They even took the little dog I had in college at the book one day while I was at school (I took a long time to forgive him for that). When I went into the army, there was not an option of having a dog. Then when I got out of the army, an ex-spouse does not want a dog. It was only a kind of cat person, and she made sure that the little dog that I knew it was not welcome in our home (after our wedding, of course).

Even if I wanted this kind of dog such a young age, I never asked about it. For the longest time, I had the misconception that we should not pray for something like a dog. God was too busy to worry about mundane things like that. But.