The Story of Sam.
Friends, I have received quite a few emails requesting more information on our new puppy, Sam. You've wanted to know how we decided to get him, how we chose his name, who loves him most, and how we introduced him to the children. Here is the Story of Sam:
How we decided to get a dog: The children (and Ryan) have been asking for a dog for a couple of years. I've resisted. I grew up in a home with a dog and I knew how much attention pets need and deserve. I was starting to show signs of weakness on the subject (humoring the family by looking at puppies here + there on the web, in pet shops and at animal shelters) but nothing serious. Just looking.
A couple of months ago on a fateful morning Ryan made a promise to Easton. After a few goal-less soccer games my oldest boy was feeling discouraged. He needed a good pep talk. Ryan thought a good bribe would help too. So, he promised Easton if he made a goal at that morning's game we would get a dog. And guess what? 10 minutes into the game Easton scored his first goal during game play ever. Ryan and I were so proud. And when we realized what was next, a little scared. Our search for Sam began almost immediately. It took a couple months, but when we came across this sweet golden lab pup we knew he was our guy.
His name + introduction to the children: After the children were snug in bed Christmas Eve, Ryan snuck out to pick up our dog. We decided to have him named before the children had a chance to pick something obnoxious and thought Sam was a simple + sweet choice.
Christmas morning when the children made their way into the living room they were greeted by Sam. He had spent the night sleeping under the tree in his crate and was wearing a bright red collar. You can imagine the scene. To say they were happy + excited would be an understatement. He is our favorite Christmas gift. Ever.
Who loves him most: Sam has now been with us for a month and a half and we can't imagine life without him. Ryan has been training him diligently and I may be a bit biased, but I'm sure Sam is the smartest pup out there. He has managed to turn my skeptical heart into complete mush. But who loves him most? That would be our youngest babe. The second I pull Oliver from his crib every morning he asks, "Where's Sam?" with his adorable Boston accent. The two are pretty much inseparable from dawn until dusk.
What about you? Do you have a family dog? I would love to hear any tips you'd like to share!