My condolences of course but it is always nice to have the memories of a fantastic companion to look back on.
I can remember many of mine fondly over the years. They just don't get nearly enough time with us but the time they do get is so wonderful.
A dog named Sam when I was born was my father's best friend and he watched me like a hawk until I was about 13. An amazing dog.
I had a dog named Sandy who we rescued from an abusive neighbor who was lead away in hand-cuffs. She was the most gentle and happy dog and stayed by my side until I was in my 20s.
I had a Golden named Sammy which my mom and I traded for a few years - she was a wonderful dog. I remember when mom brought her home. I was in my 20s and not living with her but took her for about 5 years when things were rough for my mom. She took her back when her life settled down.
I met my wife and became fast friends with her Maine coon BK - he died of cancer at about 18.
My mom's other dog - Emma recently passed at about 15 (she had been Sammy's friend and more recently was Abby's friend). Abby is now kind of alone with mom's cat.
I have another Sammy (honestly it isn't me naming all my dogs sammy - I haven't named a single one) who is a very sweet yellow lab of about 4 years old. We rescued her and when I'm home never leaves my side. When i am not, she watches for me at the window. If I am gone for a few days she's kind of a mess.
You were lucky that Farmer found you when he did.
