| Sam is my special boy. Shouldn't have favourites, but there you go. He is a gentle lad. Full of enthusiasm, yet still completely bombproof with children. For some reason he has this compulsion to visit every horse he meets - he will come a cropper one day. Sam is the chap who follows you round the house making the most unearthly noises and carrying a bone too big for him to see over. The idea is that you have to *want* his bone, but you aren't supposed to *have* it. Well, he seems to enjoy trailing us round and making these poor tortured Dachshund noises. He has a bit of a thing for strawberries and can scoff them faster than my three sons can. |
