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| Name: |
Samantha
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Age: |
Fifteen years old
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| Gender: |
Female |
Breed: |
Miniature Poodle |
| Home: |
Torrance, California, USA |
My
name is Samantha or Sammy or Boo Boo or whatever Mom decides to call
me. Look girl, I'm fifteen, I can't keep up that well! Anyway, I came to
live with my mom and my human brother when I was two months old. When I
was six months old, mom accidently hit me across the head with a jar.
Actually, I jumped up just at the wrong time so technically it was my
fault, but don't tell mom, the sympathy over all these years has served
me very well. I had a grand mal seizure, and from that moment on I have
had epilepsy. So, after a lot of panic from my mom and brother and blood
coming from my mouth and ears, I actually have done quite nicely over
the years being controlled on medication. A pill wrapped in cheese twice
a day, which is pretty cool.
Six years ago my human brother went off to college and has not lived
with us since. I could really tell that mom missed him terribly so I
have made it my mission to look after her. I do stay home alone all day
while she is at work (that's ok, I get my best sleeping done then), but
when 4:30 rolls around, I am up sitting on the side of her (our) bed
waiting. Even if she is one, two, three hours late, there I am still on
the same part of the bed waiting.
As I said, I am fifteen now and I can't hear anymore. That is okay
because one feels love, not hears it. I am a five-pound miniature
purebred poodle who stays in a "mutt cut" because every time I see a
poodle in a real poodle cut, I can't stop laughing. Nothing against my
brothers or sisters out there, it is just not for me. When mom first got
me and we had our first visit to the vet, the doctor said that I could
not be a show dog because I have an over bite and my feet turn out
slightly. Thank God, I'm a cuddler, not a show girl.
Mom tells me that I have brought so much love into her home and that is
what makes me so special. I hope she knows how much I love her too.
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