Its hard to put 13 years of love, laughter and friendship into a a few paragraphs. 



I can begin at the day I brought home my little bundle of mischief, Samantha. I first saw her pinning a lab puppy to the ground and thought to myself - that is the dog for me. She was energetic, bright as could be...and just wanted to be close to me. She spent the ride home on my lap, head in the bottom of the steering wheel, which moved from side to side with every turn. She spent the next month sleeping on my chest at night and eating everything that she could get her little mouth around. As years past, we knew we only had each other. My one and only confidant. We grew together, her knowing she would always have the security of my hugs and me knowing I would always have her there to kiss away my tears. 



Three couches, a beanbag chair, a door, and countless destruction later...we met the only other person that we could give our hearts to. She knew right away he was her daddy, that he would protect us and love us unconditionally, as we did him. Through the years we leaned on eachother, through good times and bad...it was just us. We always knew at the end of the day that we would be together. We were a family.



We traveled together, ate together and spent weekends cuddled under blankets in front of the fire. Soon we let a another baby, Spencer, into our hearts, and he just wanted to be like his big sister. He guided her in times of sickness and played happily in times of good health. He was her little angel that was sent to protect her now.



Last Sunday we lost our angel, Samantha. She was the glue that kept us together, and from what I believe, brought our family together. Life will never be the same without her soft kisses and zest for life. She will be greatly missed and forever in our hearts.