We welcomed Sami into our hearts, our home and our family in the summer of 1996.
Rob was in San Francisco on business and the kids wanted to go to the pet store. We liked to do that for fun, also Emily was hoping that I would buy her another parakeet. We walked into Petland and the kids dispersed to check out the different animals and areas of the store. I followed Alaina to look at the puppies. Her goal in life, at that time, was to be a puppy. In fact, she had a puppy party for her 5th birthday that fall, so it was no surprise to me that the wall of puppies was the first place she wanted to go.
We saw the most adorable little Papillon pup who looked right at us through the window and said, "Pick ME". I called Mark and Emily over and asked if they wanted to go in the little cubby with her. Mark still liked the idea of BIG dogs, and Emily had her heart set on a little bird, but they said it would be okay to play with her for a few minutes.
A few minutes was all it took and we were all in love with her. I spontaneously decided to purchase her right then and there. I didn't wait to talk to my husband first. I didn't take the kids home and talk about the responsibilities they would all have in her care and keeping. I just knew in my heart this puppy was the perfect fit for our family and handed over my credit card.
By the way - I have since repented of making this decision without Rob's input and he has forgiven me
I need to find and scan some of the pictures we took of her first days home with us. She was such an adorable little gremlin with her big ears and tiny little body.
This is the only picture I have saved digitally from her puppy stage.
I'm embarrassed at how I damaged the picture in the effort to be a trendy scrapbooker
DON'T DO THIS TO YOUR PICTURES
She settled right into life as a member of the Hendricks family. We tried to let her sleep alone the first couple of nights but quickly realized that if she was in the same room with Mark, she didn't whine or cry, even if we left her in her crate all night long. It wasn't long before she was housebroken and sleeping on the kid's beds with them. She was supposed to sleep on the floor, and stay off the furniture, but she somehow knew which rules were strictly enforced and which rules she could sweetly get away with breaking.
She loved to go for walks - some of the times she walked on her leash, enthusiastically exploring the smells and the sights, and some of the times she rode in the doll stroller as Alaina and her friends pushed her around the neighborhood. Even after Alaina outgrew that little game we could still convince Sami to jump right in and go for a ride.
She loved to go to the park and play.
She loved to ride in the car - especially if we stopped for fast food. She loved french fries and one time Alaina and I heard her "say"...."French Fries", when we asked her what she wanted from McDonald's. Of course, it really
She loved to watch out the window and protect our property from intruders. Once we let them in the house they were no longer strangers, but were welcomed open-hearted. Sami loved it when friends would come over and would happily greet them and follow them around the house with her tail wagging her whole little body.
She was so smart and loved to learn tricks and loved to show off. She danced like a ballerina and she loved to jump. In fact the kids taught her how to jump over them and worked really hard to get her to jump through a hula hoop.
She loved to chase the rabbits in our yard. I don't know what would have happened had she ever caught one, because the full-size rabbits were often the same size she was.
She loved to be outside, if it was warm and if I was outside gardening. She would find a sunny spot and keep an eye on me and the neighborhood at the same time. If a mom came by with a baby stroller Sami always ran over to say hello.
Sami tolerated young children, but didn't love being chased by them. Maybe that's because she was a small dog, maybe that's because Alaina didn't actually chase her when she was young so she didn't understand that "game". If friends brought small children, or even babies over, Sami was fascinated by them as long as she was the one in control of deciding when to approach and say hello.
Two of our neighbors had dogs that she was friends with, Pierre Gaskill and Maggie Jones. The rest of the dogs in our neighborhood were warned loudly to stay away from her territory. Once Maggie died, and the Jones' brought Rosie home to live with them I could never have Sami come over with me to visit because she would go through their house to figure out all the spots that Rosie liked and mark them. She just never forgot that was supposed to be Maggie's house and never forgave Rosie for taking her place. She tolerated Rosie if they were outside in the yard together, but she never approached her like she did Maggie.
She loved visitors as long as she knew she could go under the kitchen table for safety. She always stayed close enough to the kitchen to hear the magical words, "Uh Oh!" which was her cue to run out and grab whatever treat had fallen on the floor.

She loved veggies and fruit for treats. Bell Peppers were her favorite. We'd just have to cut into them and she would run to the kitchen and ask ever so politely for us to share.
She loved Christmas and we loved watching her rummage through her stocking to pull out the treats that Santa brought her and she would carefully check out all the gifts under the tree to figure out if any of them smelled like they might be hers.
She loved to sleep under the Christmas tree with the lights glowing. It was warm and cozy and the perfect place to be.
When ever I would sit down at the piano she immediately ran over and settled down into her favorite spot underneath it.
She tolerated being dressed up. Sometimes she would like the little sweaters and coats Alaina always gave her for Christmas. We knew she hated being cold so for several years we would try to dress her in them and convince her that it was nice and warm and she looked pretty.
Somehow, she was very aware of her appearance and was always just a little happier and a little perkier if she felt pretty.
She loved her family, especially "her" kids. She would let them pet her and hold her, even though she had a fiercely independent streak. Nothing made her happier than having her family shower her with attention, when she told them too.
I need to find and scan pictures of her with Mark from the years before we had a digital camera.
She liked to settle in on her pillow in the family room. She loved to be warm and she loved to be comfortable. In the winter we could always find her sitting or laying on one of the heater vents.
We love you Sami. You will always be in our hearts