Our Sammie had been daughter Abby's dog. They really did not get along. Sammie kept running off. Town living didn't suit her. Abby, a 2nd grade teacher, begged us to make a home for her after she found herself running down the street one Sunday morning, cursing loudly while trying to catch Sammie so she could get her family to church on time.
We have a large traditional Easter family "thing" here each year. Sammie enlivened one gathering by killing four of Stephanie's 4-H hens and dragging them through the Easter Egg hunt. Abby pulled me aside and warned, "DO NOT PUT HER IN MY CAR!!!" Nancy
