If Sam were a tree he'd be a ficus. Maybe not, but I bet he'd love to pee on this one if he had the chance. Today we planted Sam's memory tree.

There wasn't a big production. Ale and David scooped the dirt, Ke'ano placed the tree and hung Sam's collar. Yeva, well she just screamed since that is all she seems to do these days.




Now it sits in the corner of our entry way. At least until Yeva discovers it and we have to hide it temporarily.

Now I feel like the kids (and David and I) have some sort of closure.

Time to move on and remember our sweet little rat dog as a wonderful member of our family.