Birthday: August 10th 2005 Likes: playing ball, bye-bye rides, snuggling Pet-Peeves: being by himself, empty bowls, cleaning his ears Favorite Toy: He love anything that squeaks and his blue sheep Favorite Food: yogurt and frosty paws ice cream Favorite Walk: in the neighborhood Best Tricks: roll it, down, go get it Forums Motto: it doesn't have to smell good to eat it. The Groups I'm In: Boxer community, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies, Tripods Rule! The Last Forum I Posted In: In need of your prayers~ I've Been On Dogster Since:
After a very short, but aggressive battle with lymphoma, My beautiful angel is gone. We were advised that Sampson's lymphoma was a typical and that they were not familar with a particular protocol for his type of cancer. We went to the cancer center in Norwalk. Now seeing the dates, it seemed so much longer than it actually was. He just got worse and worse and there wasn't any combination of chemo that would touch it. Then they said that his leg could not be salvaged and that it was hurting him more than it was helping him. The cancer had damaged his left hind leg in such a way and to such extent that it had to be removed. I couldn't believe it. We were devastated. But at least we wouuld still have him. It was only 1 month later, Sampson was heving trouble breathing and the ulcershad almost completely taken over his poor little angel face. We decided to stop everything and made the terrible date.The one that anyone who owns a beloved pet dreads. I couldnt believe that I wouldn't see that sweet face again. No more bye bye, or cookies. No more snuggling in the covies with the girls and Daddy. It hit me, I would only have a few days with him. So we spent those days eating everything he loved, played with favorite toys. The day we were supposed to go, we had second thoughts. We decided to wait the weekend out an bring him Monday. By afternoon, I realized that I was being selfish, and he told me in his own way it was time. He didn't want to eat, and he could barely breath and didn't wan to play. I couldn't see him like that. And then he was gone. I could never describe with words how my heart broke when he had gone. When the Dr said those words... "he's gone" , I heard my boyfriend's heart break. We couldn't breath. It does ease up a little with time, but there is always the ache of losing him, much too soon He was just a baby, this should never have happened. Now he is an angel,watching over us. No other dog will ever take his place. He was a mama's boy, he was my baby.
Hi! My name is Sampson, but my mom and dad call me Pooh. I am a 4 year old Boxer. I have a two sisters Sadie and Daisey. I started chemo a few weeks ago and Iam as energetic as ever!~I love to eat. I am a chow hound when it comes to people food. Well, pretty much anything! Especially cookies. Love the cookies! I also spend alot of my time doing the bye-bye. I almost always fall asleep but am disappointed if I get left home! My most favorite thing to play is ball. I know roll it and go get it. I am one smart cookie. I guess you can call me a mama's boy, although I love my daddy too. I usually can be found following my sister Sadie around. She get annoyed, but I do it anyway! My mom had a trainer come to the house, she thinks everything I do is cute, but I think she is the one who needs the training! I was diagnosed with cutaneous lymphoma a few months ago. We are just taking one day at a time, doing the things we always do, just enjoying our time together. xoxox~ Sampson aka Mr. Pooh (you dont want to know why they call me that either! It has to do with a nasty little potty habit I picked up as a puppy...)
