And then I found Grandma…and I knew I was home

My name is Sammy. I had a family, but they didn’t have time for me, so I ended up in a shelter. I don’t know what housebroken means, but I know I wasn’t according to everyone. I also had separation anxiety. Don’t know what that means either, but I hate being alone.
One day a nice girl saw me, and said she had another Boxer, and I would be a perfect addition to the family. All I know is I got a home, with a big four-legged brother, a new Mom, and a Grandma too! I was a little crazy in the beginning, but I soon settled down after spending time with Grandma. There was something about her, I knew she needed me as much as I needed her. We were best friends. She never talked to me, but I knew she loved me because I always cuddled with her. I don’t know what Alzheimers means, I just know Grandma loved me.