Sam

Awe, isn't this cute, my parents are the proud new owners of a new born Golden Retriever puppy that we have since named "Sam".
We have a tradition. Our Goldens have been named Bailey's Irish Cream, then came Foster's Australian for Beer, and now it's either Sam Adams or Sambucca.
In the running was Remmy Martin, Mojito, and Cosmo. I also liked Brewster- but that would be switching to Ice Cream store chains- which my family is a much bigger fan of than brew and hard alcohol.

So here is Sam with his new fam.
Sam loves tight places and snuggled in between my mom and I on the way back from Pittsburgh where we went to pick him up from the breeder.

He also loves to climb INTO the fridge and freezer- must be hot under all that fluff.

There is one guy who loves this dog the most, and I'll give you a hint- his name rhymes with Randrew.
To capture him in his youth, I thought doing some studio portraits would be appropriet.
We are currently pet sitting while my parents are in San Francisco, so we are enjoying the contstant pinching of skin between razor sharp puppy teeth and the random placement of poop and puddles through out the house. He's relentless and nothing is safe, including Maya who's ears are one of the puppies favorite chew toys. Don't worry Maya, he'll be back with his mommy and daddy on Friday!

Didn't take long before sleep mode was turned on. I'm told puppies come with a warning that they may slip into such a deep sleep that you cannot rouse them. And this is exactly what happened- not even the kids could jolt him awake with all their wildness.
So we took advantage of him and put his Halloween costume on.

He makes a scary witch doesn't he??

Best buds.