Article June 20, 2011 Issue

How I learned to love Sammy

Zander

A couple of years ago there was a pool party at the home of one of our church members. When we arrived at their home, their poodle, Sammy, came barking and running. I was so scared that I stayed outside (the dog was inside). When it was time to eat, I still would not come inside. Miss Nina—that is what I call Sammy’s owner—put Sammy in another room so that I could come inside for dinner.

Several times after that party Miss Nina invited me to come over to her house. Each time, I asked her to put the dog away since he still scared me. It was hard for Miss Nina since she loves Sammy. She told me that Sammy would not hurt me, but I still was afraid.

Finally, one day I went over to swim and have lunch. I had made a decision before I left that I would become friends with Sammy. I did not like being afraid of this dog. And I knew that Miss Nina wanted Sammy to be a part of our fun visit, too. 

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