We lost our sweet visla Sam today. He would have been 12 at the end of the month. It was a hard day. Sam was Dave and I's first dog and we had a lot of fun memories of him in our early years of marriage. He was wonderful with the kids and such a nice, kind dog who loved to run and loved attention. Colt had the hardest time of all the kids. We have had to help him through it a lot. We decided we would bury him at our property so we hiked back there and my dad came to help us dig a hole.
Colt made this cross for him. It said "Sam, best hunting dog ever".
Lakota misses Sam so much, it is so sad to see her in the kennel so lonely and not herself. She just mopes around looking for him. Lakota has never known life without Sam in it.