Sammy-PSDit


Siberian Husky/Alaskan Malamute [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Sammy-PSDit , a male Siberian Husky/Alaskan Malamute

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"Caution: Proceed at your own risk!"

Home:San Diego, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs


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This is my

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"This is my "cool" look."

The Escape Door!

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"The Escape Door!"

Yippee. My USwardogs bandana.

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"Yippee. My USwardogs bandana."

Ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille.

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"Ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille."

You talkin' to ME?

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"You talkin' to ME?"

On my way to the

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"On my way to the "Michael Vick" show. Heh..heh.."

Calmly (uh-huh..) waiting to go for walkies.

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"Calmly (uh-huh..) waiting to go for walkies."

My favorite thing to do!

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"My favorite thing to do!"

I got SHOTGUN!

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"I got SHOTGUN!"

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Nicknames:
Come Baaaackk! Sammy boy.

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-part feral-service dog
-dog rescue

Birthday:
September 5th 2006

Likes:
Riding in the front window seat, walkies, getting brushed, baths, running, getting petted.

Pet-Peeves:
Anytime he can't go along for the ride, or can't come with me.

Favorite Toy:
Carrying around a chew roll in his mouth and not eating it. His sister Casey.

Favorite Food:
Salmon (canned or treats), people beef jerky.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere, anytime. Let's GO!

Best Tricks:
Give five, high-five, sit, stay, down, leave it, speak- he can say "mama" and "I love you."

Arrival Story:
I had recently lost my Malamute of 13 years, Caesar, when I was in a parking lot at a store, and a family in a jeep had 3 big Husky/Malamutes in the back! I said, "What beautiful dogs"- then realizing they didn't speak English, I said: "Uh..muy bueno perros!"- Then one of the family said: "You want one?"- Wow, really?- He pointed to the smallest dog- that one was Sammy, the youngest. I said: "SI! uh.. YES! How much for him?" "Nothing," they said. (I could tell they were moving, they were packed up in a moving van with them, so maybe they just had too many dogs to care for.) They just gave him to me for free! Talk about a Happy Dance! I put him in my van with my other two doggies, and took him home. True Story!! Of course, I took him to the Vet to get him cleaned up, get shots, neutered and some stiches he needed from some dog bites he got from the bigger dogs he was with. After being with me for awhile, he finally calmed down enough to stop eating the house whenever I left. (He was fine when I was home.) *Whew* The true nature of his breed began to come out: sweet, friendly and gentle. He completed obedience classes and he's getting more training so he can be my PSD. (He goes with me everywhere, anyway.) I hope, in a year's time or more (with the help of a trainer), he'll be able to be evaulated and approved to be a certifed Therapy Dog, so he can visit patients. Everyone he meets wants to pet him. He truly loves everyone. What a great addition to the pack!

Bio:
Sammy's doing okay, but he still has to pass his CGC test, and I still need to train more with him on that. (In different places, with more distractions, in public places.) Probably get him some more professional training. For his breed, though, I'm surprised he picks up on things that I thought he wouldn't get! He's pretty smart. Okay, he's not that smart, but he's so lovable and friendly, who cares? We'll let you know our progress. Wish us luck! (uh, Pray for us.) Since I'm a disabled Veteran, he gets to come to the V.A. Hospital with me. He's not certified as a Therapy Dog yet (and at this rate, who knows? haa-haa), but he can accompany ME! He still needs to get his CGC first, so I'm hoping he'll pass before the next decade. Sammy's got a mind of his own (SQUIRREL! BUNNY! JOGGER!), that's for sure!

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A Calm Dog Is A Good Dog!

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 6th 2009 More than 5 years!

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The Adventures of Sammy, Escape Artist: ESC.


Long Time No Bark!

September 2nd 2012 3:15 am
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Well, let's see... Mom took us all to a new Vet a few months ago, and she was worried I had something wrong w/my teefers!
Sure enough, I had broken part of a tooth off. Mom had seen me "pawing" at my mouth, and tried to look, but I wouldn't let her.
She finally said, "Fine, we'll get you to the VET, maybe THEY can look at your teeth!"

Yeah, she took me, my sister Casey and brother Vinnie all at the same time- we ALL got full-on check-ups. (Mom had to have Grandpa come along, 'cuz Casey is getting too scared to go to Vet, grooming, etc.- mom has to practially carry her)-
Anyway, Vet said, yup, I had a broken tooth, had to come out. Had to have tests, and they said NO asprin! Yikes! Mom researched Rymadal (sp?) and it's the same ingredients as asprin.

But, for safety, she couldn't give me any- spent the day in surgery, and was woozy, then whined for a few days- Mom wanted to give me more Rymadal, called the Vets back, and they said okay, since I was so big.

Whew. They told Mom- No Bones! At all! I love my bones. Not the harmful ones. Little spiky chicken bones-No. She never gives us those.
Anyway, the stiches were supposed to "dissolve". Mom noticed I was drooling even after 2 weeks, so she massaged my gums, and some material came out.


Last time we're going to THAT Vet. Mom wants to sue.

Yup, same Vet that "examined" Vinnie and Casey, and gave an all-clear. Huh. Anyway, she's going to take me and Casey to the Base (Marine) Vet to have another check-up. 2nd opinion, 3rd opinion.


Nothing bad against Veternarians, but some are good, some are bad. Mom can tell, when they want to talk, talk, talk, instead of examining the dogs properly.

Listen to the doggies! Look at the doggies! Ask the owner about appetite, BM's, behavior, yes, but a good Vet talks to the dog. (or cat).

Things are better now. We get our treats, only ride in the van when it's cool enough- same for walkies.
Some people amaze us- it can be almost 100* outside, and the pavement/concrete is SO hot, and people are walking their doggies, and doggies don't wear shoes!
If it's hot outside, feel the pavement. If it's so hot it hurts your hand, imaging how hot it is on doggie's sensitive paws!

Mom called the news channels, telling them to give a warning about walking dogs when it's so hot outside.
After 2 days, finally one wheather person said something.

Oh well, we do try.

Love, Sammy

 

Things are Better

December 21st 2011 2:52 am
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Well, getting there. We went for a long car ride to see all the lights- at least Mom is feeling better. Yeah, that was a hard one. I wonder if humans get sad, then doggies can, too.
We can sense it.
All feeling better now, Thank Dog. She's still planning on WSPA's next trip, this time, got a very special offer from Virgin Air- sooo, hope she makes a decision soon.
Funny how we doggies can tell if our human is sad or depressed.
We can! She said to tell all that she wishes she had a million zealies, to give all the doggies a prezzie.
I looked at her. and "Mom. be real"- but she's going to try.
Every Doggie, every child, everyone needs someone, somewhere, to know that they are loved.
Merry Christmas, all.
Love, Sammy

 

Happy Labor Day- Already?

September 5th 2011 9:43 am
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Been gone so long.....Yikes. Mom kind of jumped the gun, so to speak, about me getting right in to the doggie boot camp. First, it took about 2 weeks to get a return call from the service dog trainer at that place. He said: "Sorry for they delay in getting back to you. We've been so busy..." was on answering machine.
Then Mom called back after another week, and was able to ask questions about the program, but the trainer (They have different ones, one for guard dogs, service dogs, police dogs, etc.)who left the message was away on vacation. Sigh.. then it was one thing after another- when it rains, it pours. One of Mom's C.C. accounts was hacked, and the company sent out an email: "Sorry about that, someone got all email addresses, but no personal info, don't worry." Then Mom's email was FLOODED with HUNDREDS (yes, hundreds) of spammmy emails- on top of that, she got: "Message couldn't be delivered" Emails, someone had been trying to send emails in her name! Contacted internet provider "HEY! Someone is using my email address!" They told her just to change password. SIGH! Well, at least THAT worked!
Just had to change settings for SPAM- it took forever- so frustrating!
Then, a weekly Dogster newsletter! Click. 100 sled dogs killed.
Read. Depressed. logoff. Delete more spam. OH! Another Dogster newsletter. Click. Child rode my dog, now dog's crippled for life. Read. Disgusted and depressed. Logoff.
What the heck ever happened to "Fun, Friendly and Informational?"
Sorry, doggies, but to be completely honest, when we first joined Dogster, it was a port in a storm. A haven. A little small town made up of dogs and the humans who loved them.
It's changed. A lot. Only reason I'm writing this is because email is finally under control- but Mom hasn't even been on the computer for over a month- finally, because to pay bills, check important stuff, she saw that our Dogster Plus membership had expired! And my sister Casey's barkday was last month! Yikes!She got a few prezzies.
Well, she wanted to say thanks, but it was over a month ago. We'll find ya!
Just found out that today's my barkday/gotcha day. Completely forgot. Mom thought it was around the end of Septmember.
Don't worry about prezzies- we've missed lots of Birthdays, DOD and DOW...Mom renewed our membership, and we looked up lots of our pals, to see what's been happening with everyone.
I think if Mom just avoids the bad stories on the DogBlog (makes her so sad), we can still catch up with the pack on here.
We really need to update our pages, too!
I'm still planning to get my training- Mom called again and was told, I'd have to be "evaluated" first.
I suppose that's standard. You know, like to see if a doggie is adoptable, not food-aggressive, or vicious or fearful or stuff like that.
It's just taking longer than I expected. Gee, I hope I'm not TOO set in my ways. BOL!
I don't think so. Anyway, Mom's been on the computer all night, trying to sort things. Maybe we can be on more often now.
Mom's going on a trip with WSPA (World Society For the Protection of Animals)next week to London, then Romania, to visit the Bear Sanctuary. She's planned it since early this year. For a week, then WE'LL be doing some travelling with her.
But first, she'll set up an evaluation for me, and we'll go from there.
Warm wishes and Big Husky Hugs for all.
Love, Sammy

 
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