Daniel's+Small+Moments+page_11

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 * //I look down at my Dog,Sam, and remember back 5 or 4 years ago..Dad had gone somewhere, No one knew where, He was gone for a while, when he came back, his coat was larger than usual. I scratch my head in confusion. I wonder why his coat is so large? i pondered. I thought through all of this in one second. I had a Boatload of Questions for him but then Dad slowly unzipped his coat, but even before he got finished unzipping his coat, a black puppy jumped out of my fathers coat !It was so sudden, like a rocket shooting out of the launchpad. He was a little guy, big brown eyes, black fur, a big white patch of fur on his neck. My older brother had seen that dog in the store, Sam really liked Max when he walked by Sams cage. He whimpered when Max left. Max was like"i really want that dog" We really dont think it's the same one. But we're pretty sure. Ok back to the day we got him..... The dog got really used to this place. He followed us into the living room. We all sat on the carpet. "what should we name him"? Dad asked. We came up with a bunch of names; Henry, Bill, Oreo, Frank but none of them fit him. Then, my Dad came up with a perfect Name: Samson.Sam seemed to like that name. you know why? he urinated right on the carpet. Just like that. Now he probably thinks the living room is his or something.So Samson was his new name. But nowadays we just call him Sam. I think he is six years old. Sam grew and grew. He used to be a tiny little black lab puppy who hopped around. Now he's a lazy half-lab half-collie who just eats, sleeps and slobbers. But i guess i overdid it. He's not THAT lazy. Sometimes we go down by the Misssouri river and take Sam with us. He loves going there. When we let him hop in the car, he knows excactley where he's going. He's a really good dog and i hate to lose him. Even now i still think he's the best dog in the world.//**======