Samson

Story submitted by owner, Bonnie Calgaro

I had a special love for my first mastiff Samson.  We were the best of friends.  When he became a senior citizen (in dog years), he was no longer able to jump up on my bed, which had been his regular sleeping spot for his whole life, so he moved to a new place beside the bed on the floor.  He spent the night there, in the same spot, for eight months, when all of a sudden, out of the blue, he hopped up on my bed, and continued to do so every night for several nights.

One of those nights, while we were sound asleep, he jumped off the bed, then back on the bed, on and off, pawing at me and crying.  He did this over and over again, until I woke up completely.  I got mad at him then because this weird behavior was escalating and I was annoyed.  I wanted to go back to sleep!  So I got up to take him to his crate.  It was then that I noticed I was not feeling well at all, as if I was on a diabetic low, which can be fatal if not attended to.  I went into the kitchen, got something sweet to eat and checked my blood sugar.  It was dangerously low.

Samson and I remained the best of friends throughout his life, and I loved him very much.  I miss him every day.  I will always be grateful to him, especially because I know he saved my life.

Note from Louise:

Samson died on Christmas Day, 2009.

 

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[Luanne]

Love stories on Mastiffs.