Today, March 16th, would have been Samba's 16th birthday.
When I adopted Samba, I already had a heart dog, Bentley. I didn't think I could ever love another dog as much as I had loved him. Samba took that as a challenge and set out to prove that I had plenty of room in my heart for her and the others who would follow. She was absolutely right.
Samba believed in living every day with enthusiasm and excitement.
Whether wet or dry, she was a happy dog.
She had many friends, both human and canine and believed in spending quality time with them.
She left me much too soon and I miss her. She is never out of my thoughts.