Samson is 3 and a half now. It's been almost 2 years since his leg was amputated. For those of you that don't know - he broke his leg when he was little and as he grew, the leg became more and more deformed and caused him more and more grief. So we made the decision to get it amputated.
|This is basically the picture that made me know I needed to get to know Tanner when we started out on our online dating journey :)|
He wouldn't eat or drink for awhile after his surgery. He wasn't that impressed with my coaxing either.
He loves playing with other dogs. He gets along great with them all. Sometimes he gets his butt kicked because he's so meek and also being down one leg and all.
Samson has probably spent 80% of his life with a ball or toy or stick in his mouth. Oh my gosh this dog LOVES fetch like nothing you've ever seen. He'll poop out from walking less than a half a mile, but if you're throwing a ball in the park or stick in the lake - he'll go forever.
I love how they both run in the water.
He also really likes to leave the ball on the grass and roll over it give himself a back massage. It's funny. He doesn't do it quite as much as he used to because Rozzi doesn't leave him much time to himself with toys in any way. She's kind of a pest, as previously mentioned.
He is a really happy dog. All you have to do is talk in a happy, high pitched, exuberant voice - or just say his name basically - and he is WAGGING his tail. And he has a serious tail. Like it pounds - the cupboards, the floor, your leg. Anything. And it actually can kind of hurt. It's awesome.
I love his color and his size. I love how if he hasn't seen you for awhile and if he loves you (he's done this with us, my dad, Carson...), he'll run up to you and you start petting him a lot and he just whimpers like the most precious thing ever.
And Rozzi is just a completely different beast all together. No two dogs could ever be more different. Oh my gosh she is a spaz. So much energy. She's still a lot of puppy. She's one and a half and is a fighter too! Almost exactly a year ago she ran away while we were celebrating our anniversary and it was awful. 3 days she was gone and then one day - someone called and said they had found her wandering around over by the river. Best day ever. She was covered in ticks and burs so we had to shave her...
She's still a little traumatized by loud noises (from her homelessness around the 4th of July) and cars (which we couldn't be happier about) but mostly back to her old self.
But I get ahead of myself. It was actually the day after Christmas that we brought her home. She was a big, funny, fluffy, hard puppy. Oh man there were some rough times in there that I didn't know if I was gonna make it. It was well into 6 months before she wasn't waking us up more than 3-4 times a night to go out. Before then it was just cleaning up pee ALL the time. Maybe that was our fault but it was tough regardless.
Her and Samson have been pals since the beginning. They rough house constantly and it's so funny. She had some serious kick in her even when she was tiny.
She looks so huge compared to Samson!
Those are kind of out of order but you get the idea. So like I said, Rozzi is a spaz. We'll take her to play fetch and she will run like crazy after the ball and then maybe pick it up, maybe walk it back half way - but she'll never bring it all the way back to us. She likes to just go after it if Samson is. She only wants toys that Samson has. Very sibling like, huh? She chases her tail a lot. And she gets pretty intense about it and often will hit her face on the couch or counters in the process. I don't think any picture better sums up her "person"ality.
She is funny when she is trying to get our attention to go out or when she wants something. She always rests her head on the ottoman or the side of the couch or on the side of the bed.
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Both dogs just want to be where you are. They get jealous if you are petting the other dog. They get up and move to wherever we are. Right between the island and stove - they both lay there every time I'm trying to cook. It really doesn't help. At all. They might accidentally reap some benefits of being there though...oops.
Rozzi will eat anything. She loves celery and broccoli stems. Weird.
She's always laid really funny. Upside down with legs up and out. Loves wrapping herself around a toilet. I think she just likes the cold tile but it's still kind of weird.
I think the last thing I will mention specifically about her is she also loves music. Maybe. She loves to dance. If she hears music playing she'll run over to me. If she sees me start dancing, she jumps up to dance with me. Without fail. I love it.
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