Where’s the Dog?

Our dog Sam followed me everywhere. He gently sniffed out small creatures, rooted around whilst I was weeding, raced around in circles with his footballs and tore them to shreds.
When I stopped for a coffee he stopped for a short rest too.
He loved lounging at my feet in the sunshine.
It’s not the same without him.
He was my shadow. My pal.
I will miss him.