Before we meet in a local grocery store my wife and I owned two dogs, That we ended up bringing into the marriage. Her canine was a pit bull/labrador cross named Zack, and he did not like me at all. When our daughter was born, I said to the wife,”If he so much as nips at the baby, he’s gone.”
We got our girl home in a car seat, and both pooches sniffed and licked her, tails wagging. I had to force Zack away from her because he wouldn’t stop licking her. Zack immediately became my daughter’s protector, and when she was lying on a blanket on the floor, he always had to have one foot on the blanket.
Zack adored my girl gigantically, and when she became a little older always walked her to bed, and then slept on the bed with her.He by one means or another knew whenever it was time to go upstairs, and he would wait at the foot of the stairs for her, and then follow her up to bed.
Zack was poisoned by some dirtbag neighbor kids, and we had one of the worst days of our lives. Watching my daughter say goodbye to him as he laid still on the kitchen floor, my wife and I were both sobbing.
At 8:00 that night, my daughter walked to the stairs to go to bed. At that moment, all three of us realized what was about to happen. After 5 years, she didn’t have Zack to accompany her upstairs. She took a gander at her mom and me with a look of horror and panic.
It was at that moment that my dog, who loved my daughter dearly, but was not in Zack’s league, stood up, walked over to her, and nudged her with his head. He put his foot on the stairs, and looked up at her. They walked up to bed, with my daughter holding tightly to his neck.
For the next 6 years, until he passed, Sam waited for her by the stairs each night.