Samson, the Beloved WolfDog


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Picture of Samson, the Beloved WolfDog, a male Mixed Breed/Samoyed

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"I should have obeyed my carnivore instincts and not submitted to being a Nanny for the runty lad. So long ago."

Home:Cincinnati, OH  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

Really I was no angel as a pup.  One night I destroyed over 60 feet of baseboard.

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"Really I was no angel as a pup. One night I destroyed over 60 feet of baseboard."

Merry Christmas 1995 when big brother was six

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"Merry Christmas 1995 when big brother was six"

I can't believe Mom posted this embarrassing picture of when my ears didn't both stand up

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"I can't believe Mom posted this embarrassing picture of when my ears didn't both stand up"

Running free at the Bike Trail

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"Running free at the Bike Trail"

Mom and Me at Miami University, a favorite hiking day

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"Mom and Me at Miami University, a favorite hiking day"

Dealing with the Colicky Lad

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"Dealing with the Colicky Lad"

When we became an Official Family

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"When we became an Official Family"

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Nicknames:
Sam, Sambo Weenie, The Almighty Samson, The Great Wall of Dog

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

Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-mutt-part feral

Birthday:
July 7th 1986

Likes:
Samson loved to have his hips rubbed, only we called it having his butt rubbed

Pet-Peeves:
People who did not rub his butt. He would lean on you, we called it "putting the lean on you" and you were supposed to respond by rubbing his butt. He was very insulted if you did not rub his butt.

Favorite Toy:
For several years Samson had a green squeeky frog named Mr. Frog. As an 80 pound wolf hybrid he could have chomped through Mr. Frog at anytime but he never did.

Favorite Food:
Individually wrapped processed American Cheese Slices. Samson had the quickest taste buds in the world. If he didn't like a food he could spit it out faster than any dog I have ever met.

Favorite Walk:
His favorite walk was to the Loveland Bike Trail

Best Tricks:
Going to the neighbors house and knocking on their front door. He would stay their for a while and hang out. Then when he was done, they would call up and say "Samson wants to come home now" and he would come back home.

Arrival Story:
I adopted Samson as a 6 pound flea ridden runt. He was extremely destructive, what they call separation anxiety now, until around age 3 and I was at my wit's end and he suddenly stopped. Samson was five when I began to date my husband. I do believe that Samson is the reason my husband and I dated. On our first date, my husband stayed until past two in the morning playing with Samson. In all honesty, he told me that he really wanted a second date not so much to see me but to get to play with Samson again. Samson tolerated my oldest son, then when my second son was born the oldest was six and suddenly Samson realized the oldest wasn't quite so bad and they became best friends.

Bio:
Samson was supposed to be a Wolf Hybrid. He was a very unique dog and with all his quirks, it was obvious that for one he was not the Alpha, and for two, he was definitely part wolf, not all dog. After having a dog for thirteen and a half years, it is very hard to sum up a life because Samson went through Puppyhood in Northern California, Adolescence in Texas, and his Adult years in Ohio. I was truly blest to have had the honor of sharing his life. Sometimes Samson would get mad at me or my husband. He would then ignore us for sometimes weeks at a time. We would have no idea what we had done wrong but then something would set things right and Samson would stop ignoring us and everything would be all right again.

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His Eminence the Very Lord Samson the Appropriate of Helions Bumpstead
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Samson, the Great Wall of Dog


Sad End

August 9th 2011 6:04 am
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I, Samson, was not the entirely innocent dog that I have conveyed. I have fully admitted to my destructive habits: the shoes I ate, Feasting Upon the Word of the Lord (I ate a Bible,) the some 60 odd feet of baseboard that I removed from military housing, the couch pieces I chewed; the list goes on. However, it goes further: I, Samson, had an Affair upon my own Mother.

When Mom moved into her first home with just Oldest Lad, who at the time was Only Lad, there was a woman on the street whose charms I rapidly fell under. The whole neighborhood fell under her spell, and I was not immune. I would stand at the front door, paw furiously, whimper, bark, and Mom would be forced to open the door. Mom would stare as I then went two doors over, knocked at Spell Woman's door, and the door was opened for me. In my defense, I never "spent the night." It may have been hours before I returned home, after watching TV with Spell Woman's family, napping upon her couch, and feasting upon morsels from Spell Woman's hands, but I did always return to Mom.

Spell Woman organized many neighborhood events. When Spell Woman and another neighbor discovered that Mom and Dad planned to elope, she arranged balloons and a banner to adorn the front porch. When Middle Lad was born, she was able to help soothe Middle Lad, a bit, during his bouts of colic. When Middle Lad had his first Food Allergic Reaction, Mom took him outside, and Spell Woman was outside, monitoring the large group of neighborhood children playing. Spell Woman knew why Middle Lad was turning red, indeed enlarging before Mom's eyes, and knew what to do.

Eventually, Spell Woman and her family moved away, to a bigger house. I did not like going to Spell Woman's new house. My Affair with Spell Woman ended. I knew that Mom had been hurt by Affair, but I did always come back to Mom, didn't I?

Spell Woman ended her own life just a few weeks ago. She shared with no one that she was hurting so deeply inside. However, she gave to all a part of her soul, and made all better for it.

 

The Dog against whom all others shall be measured

July 7th 2011 12:54 pm
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As Mom's FIRST Dog, I, Samson am the dog against whom all the following dogs have been and shall be measured.

Mom did have two childhood dogs, but I was Mom's firstborn son, HER Dog.

I did set a rather high bar, or a low bar, if one considers that after getting me as a six week old pup, Mom has sworn off ever again getting a puppy, and all other dogs have been obtained as adult dogs.

Happy Birthday to myself, and shape up, Pennie and Sophie, I have my eyes on you!

 

ADOPT 2010 CONTEST

May 7th 2010 9:14 am
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Wow, I have to think back to 1986 for my Adoption Story!

Mom was living out in California, far away from home for the first time. Oh, sure she had gone away to live at college, but not 3000 miles away from home! Mom was very lonely. Soon her thoughts turned to the idea of getting a dog. Mom searched the paper and found a litter of Wolf Hybrid pups advertised. Mom drove out to the house and was sickened by the squalor. The dogs were kept in filthy conditions. I was the smallest pup left, filthy and covered in fleas. Mom brought me home and first thing I got was a bath! In a bucket, no less, I was so small.

I kept Mom awake all night for weeks. Then I went through my destructive stage. Eventually I settled down into being a Great Dog.

 
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