Prince Sam
Sam has been with me for nearly a year now. And he has grown so much over the year that it’s hard to believe he fit in my hand when he first arrived.
For those of you who don’t know the story of Sam, here it is in a nutshell; Sam was 6 weeks old when he was removed from his mother (who couldn’t take care of them) along with his brothers and sisters to see if he had a chance to survive. The whole nest was pretty sick, so they had to be removed and brought to the vet clinic. He was the only survivor of the litter and had to spend three weeks at the vet’s.
Sam came out pretty good considering his circumstances, he ‘only’ had a severe eye infection which left him with a damaged eye. Luckily that won’t stop him though. Being only 9 weeks old he was actually too young to be placed somewhere but he was better and could go home. So I took him in.
Admittedly he was pretty ugly when he arrived at my house, although I was too proud of him to see his ugliness. I only see it now, in photographs…
He’s now over a year old and he’s very playful but also very sweet. He used to bite a lot and was very wild, but now he wants to cuddle and play and just lay with me. He follows me around everywhere and he looks so much better than a year ago.
Even the vet says he’s now very pretty and that he’s even cute!
I’m just glad that he survived and likes to live in my house. It’s very nice to come home after work knowing that he’s waiting for me to have his cuddles and that he’s just happy to see me.
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Sam sounds sweet. ^_^ I’m glad to hear that he’s doing well… It makes me so sad when I see sick animals
BTW, my mom’s pet is also called Sam
he’s the most spoiled of all our dogs.