Meet Sammy. Our people chasing, melon eating, mailman hating, guard us with his life, sweetheart of a dog.
Our life with Sammy started about 11 years ago. I brought him home as a puppy on Spring Break to surprise my girls. We were all thrilled to have a dog again! And puppies are so much fun!!
And work. I immediately took him to the vet for a well puppy check and was pleased when the vet gave him a clean bill of health. He also gave me an ominous warning. He told me I was going to have my hands full with this dog and that he would be headstrong. He advised me to get Sammy into training early and be committed to the process. I was not sure how he determined all of this from his examination but decided the advice was sound anyway. I was onboard 100% and up for the challenge!
Sammy was a wonderful addition to the family right up until we realized that he didn't like people. He was fantastic with us, but other people and Sammy didn't mix well. He just had no use for them. As time went by I realized that for the safety of everyone, including Sammy, he would have to be kept separate from society. This was a true hardship because we enjoyed his company so much, and it pained me not to be able to share him with others. But, I also figured, we all have our quirks and this was just Sammy being Sammy. So we made the adjustment and life moved on.
Despite his gruff demeanor, he had a huge heart. He was playful, curious, smart and had a great sense of humor. He would "talk" to me and I always had fun trying to figure out what he was "saying". He filled his days with fence patrols, naps and chasing cats. He never caught one and I think both he and the cats knew it was just a game.
So what did Sammy love? His family.