I would like to think that I'm Samantha's hero. If it weren't for me, my neighbor would've taken her to the shelter where I'm sure she would've been adopted, but still... I spent a week of my life fighting with my parents *and* boyfriend to get her here. And now that she's here, she's spoiled rotten. She's got it good. I hope she admires me for going through so much to take her in. It'd be nice.