oh, samson! how i miss you and your goofy play times and even the gallon of drool you would leave in my lap every time you took a drink. when you got here back in november, you were in pretty sorry shape...skinny with a really nasty case of happy tail and good grief, you sweet boy, you had balls the size of texas! dr. kris neutered you and docked your tail and it was SO cute because when you wagged your little stub, your whole back end went into warp speed wiggles. i just loved that about you, you were such a happy guy!
we got you all better and fat and sassy. oh how you loved your satin balls! even when you got up to 150# from the measly 119# you were when i met you, i still gave you satin balls, just smaller ones because i know how much you loved them.
remember when i gave you raw food that very first night? you didn't even hesitate. you inhaled every single thing i ever gave you, even raw liver!! you were the poster boy for a healthy raw fed great dane.
when you got sick, i was beside myself with worry. i thought surely it was just some sort of bug. after all, you were so healthy and so happy. but it was not to last. when the cardio vet said you were in the last stages of heart failure because of DCM, i could not believe my ears. your poor heart was working so hard, it was merely fluttering, not even truly beating.
as much as i wanted to take you home and love you, both vets said it would be a kindness to end your suffering. you were quite obviously not the same and i knew you didn't feel at all well. so i held your big blocky head in my lap and wrapped my arms around you as you drifted off to sleep for the last time. i tried so hard not to cry, i didn't want you to see me so sad but i couldn't help it. we only had 7 months together but i knew i loved you after the first 7 seconds. you were such a good and sweet dog. heaven now has a very, very special angel. sleep peacefully, my love, and run free and healthy! i will never forget you.
i love you so much, sweet samson.
we got you all better and fat and sassy. oh how you loved your satin balls! even when you got up to 150# from the measly 119# you were when i met you, i still gave you satin balls, just smaller ones because i know how much you loved them.
remember when i gave you raw food that very first night? you didn't even hesitate. you inhaled every single thing i ever gave you, even raw liver!! you were the poster boy for a healthy raw fed great dane.
when you got sick, i was beside myself with worry. i thought surely it was just some sort of bug. after all, you were so healthy and so happy. but it was not to last. when the cardio vet said you were in the last stages of heart failure because of DCM, i could not believe my ears. your poor heart was working so hard, it was merely fluttering, not even truly beating.
as much as i wanted to take you home and love you, both vets said it would be a kindness to end your suffering. you were quite obviously not the same and i knew you didn't feel at all well. so i held your big blocky head in my lap and wrapped my arms around you as you drifted off to sleep for the last time. i tried so hard not to cry, i didn't want you to see me so sad but i couldn't help it. we only had 7 months together but i knew i loved you after the first 7 seconds. you were such a good and sweet dog. heaven now has a very, very special angel. sleep peacefully, my love, and run free and healthy! i will never forget you.
i love you so much, sweet samson.
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