Danny's Friend Sam

Today I want to tell you about my friend Sam.

He spent the night out on the town. He was running with some of his own kind and they made a night of it. But it wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted a home and a friend. He had been taken from his mother when he was quite young. In fact, he could not remember his mother or his siblings. He was given to a family that did not treat him well.

At the first opportunity he ran away. Now it has been awhile since he has known the love of another. If only he could be loved.

On his way to find a place to sleep the day away, he came upon a boy of about twelve years of age; the boy, whose name was Butch, smiled when he saw him.

“Hi. What’s your name?” asked the boy.

“What’s my name?” he thought, “I don’t know! No one has ever addressed me by any other name than “Hey you!” When I was trying to cadge some food and the old woman would catch me, she would always say, “Hey you, get out of here.” Then she would take a broom to me.

Butch did not wait for an answer. Instead he approached and knelt down to eye level and said, “I like you. I think I’ll name you Sam.”

At that his tail started to wag. Sam sounds like a fine name, he thought.

So it was that the boy Butch and the dog Sam became fast friends and Sam finally found the love and the friend he had yearned for.