Sunday, September 20, 2015


I miss my boy...  It's been two years, and it still feels like yesterday.
October 2002 - September 2013

He took my heart and ran with it, and I hope he's running still, fast and strong, a piece of my heart bound up with his forever. - Patricia McConnell, For The Love of A Dog

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Black n White Sunday

We decided to participate in Black n White Sunday, co-hosted by Sugar and Nola this week.  My Mom went into the hospital on Thursday with further issues caused by her DVT and our poor pups are not having any adventures right now!

We are currently watching her little Chihuahua, Rosie, and hopefully will have a photo or two for Wordless Wednesday!

Have a wonderful Sunday!

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Meet our new friend, Fenway Belle!

As you all know, Golden Retrievers are my passion.  So when I met a new friend on Facebook and learned that this sweet little girl was fighting cancer and needed a little help, I asked her people if I could share her on our blog.  They said yes! 

I would like to introduce you to the impossibly sweet, Fenway Belle!
All together now - SQUEEEEEE!
Per Fenway's page:

My name is Fenway Belle! I was diagnosed at 9 weeks old with a mast cell tumor that turned out to be an aggressive high grade 2. I had the tumor removed at 11 weeks old and am now undergoing oral chemotherapy treatment with a drug called Kinavet that I will have to take for at least 6 months. I know I have had hundreds of people praying for me because I don't feel sick at all! I feel just like a normal, healthy puppy! My mommy and daddy found out this week that my pet insurance will not cover anything related to my cancer because they are calling it a pre-existing condition! So we are asking for your help for my medical bills so I have the best chance to beat this cancer thing! Thank you all so much for all you prayers and support! Puppy kisses to you all!

 If you would like to help Fenway fight this disease, Fenway's folks have provided a couple of ways to do so!

First of all, they have made these adorable shirts available through Booster!  Get yours now - they are only available for another two days!  (...and yes, we purchased one!)

Additionally, a GoFundMe page has been set up.  Please click here to donate directly to her cause. 
Seriously - too cute!
If you remember, our Angel Sam was diagnosed with cancer at 9 months.  He was able to beat his cancer and we know that with a little bit of help, Fenway Belle will be able to beat hers. 

She's lucky that she has a family that is giving her every chance imaginable!
Fenway Belle and her awesome family!
Please share Fenway Belle's story!    She really is #toocuteforcancer

Friday, September 4, 2015 review - Blue Buffalo Halloween Boo Bars

We decided to get a jump start on the holidays here at How Sam Sees It, by reviewing Blue Buffalo's Halloween Boo Bars, offered to us from  ...and yes, we are seriously ready for summer to be over!

Of course, the pups are well trained - they know that when a box arrives, there is something yummy in there!
Dese for us, right da Momma?
 I have to tell you, when I opened the bag, I almost didn't want to share.  They smelled that good!
Pumpkin and cinnamon - cookies!
I noticed their little quote at the top as I was opening the bag.
How true is this?
 Harlow couldn't wait for hers....  (On a side note, the treats are crumbly/soft enough to break into smaller pieces!)
I iz good puppy, da Momma.  Can da Harlow have two?
Monty was a little more cautious.  He still remembers the time I slipped him a bit of broccoli...
Not broccoli!
If you are looking for something fun, corn and wheat free, and made in America, these delicious little treats are just the thing.  They will definitely get you in the holiday spirit!
Thank you, for letting us review this great product.  Our pups give it 8 paws up!

Disclaimer:  How Sam Sees It has not been compensated for this product review. We received a product to review.  We have no connection with the brand and were not influenced in our opinions. Our opinions are strictly our own.