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Leave a bone for Samson-In Loving Memory
Nicknames:
Sammy, Sam, Baby, Puppy
Quick Bio:
Birthday:
March 4th 1998
Likes:
Pig Ears, bones, biscuits, any food will do!
Pet-Peeves:
Anyone not paying attention to him.
Favorite Toy:
Small bones and anything else he shouldn't have
Favorite Food:
Anything that doesn't eat him first!
Favorite Walk:
Around the neighborhood.
Best Tricks:
Kisses, pouting & generally not listening to Dad
Arrival Story:
We went to look at a litter of St. pups, and he followed my husband around the room, and kept sitting in front of us, as if to say, "Pick Me!" Although we had just gotten a Newfoundland puppy 5 mos. before, it was love at first sight. He was 7 weeks old and weighed 27 lbs. We knew we were in for a monster dog!
Bio:
Samson had a very bad muscle disease in his head when he was 1 yr. and it caused his head to appear smaller, because it doesn't have much muscle over the skull. Because of a caring vet, he made a full recovery. Today he is 240 lbs. of love, who thinks he's a lap dog.
Forums Motto:
Our Lovable Gentle Giant
The Groups I'm In:
100+ pounders club.."Large and in charge", Saint Bernards
I've Been On Dogster Since:
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Dogster Id:
94116
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January 30th 2006 4:04 am
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It was a beautiful sunny, winter day, 01/28/2006 and as I strolled across my backyard, something came over me, and I couldn't breathe. Gasping for air, and falling to the ground, they rushed to my side. I got up again, and made it to the car, and was rushed to the doctor. My throat was swelling, and closing my airway. As I struggled for air, the doctor tried her best to help me, but the outcome was not going to be good. I was too weak for a surgey that I may not have lived through. They made the ultimate choice to let me go....across the bridge, into that beautiful blue sky, to a rolling green pasture, where I can run my heart out. I died in their arms, gently slipping into a drug induced sleep. I didn't suffer long. I leave my best friend Hercules and little Riley to fill my big paws, and help them through this.
Farewell all, I will see you on the other side....
Samson
03/04/1998 - 01/28/2006
August 20th 2005 11:38 am
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Well, our new puppy arrived, and I'm not real happy about it. It can only mean I don't get all the attention. He tries to jump all over me, and I'm not crazy about it. He is a cute little thing though. He's very friendly. Hercules doesn't mind him at all. He just looks at him. I've seen bigger fleas than him!
December 7th 2004 3:47 pm
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Let me tell you....life is great! Dad just got some new treats, and I know where they are hidden! Just wait until Hercules goes to sleep.
Last night I got to sleep on the couch downstairs. Mom wasn't happy there weren't any sheets on the couch, (I tend to shed a lot). I was so tired, I just laid my little head down on the pillow and fell asleep. Dad had to lay on the floor. They don't make couchs big enough for me!
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The Dog Show: Who's Your Mama?
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