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Samson
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Samson MAD SM JM RM OA Delilah's Short-haired Hunk
2.23.92 - 2.4.08
Photo by Tien Tren
USDAA Master Agility Dog (08/29/99) - 2nd Chi Snooker Master (08/30/99) - 1st Chi Jumpers Master (10/17/99) - 2nd Chi Relay Master (5/20/00) - 1st Chi
1999
USDAA Top 10 12" Master Snooker
Sadly, on July 3, 2001 Samson was diagnosed with nasal cancer. This bold little dog underwent a series of tests over several months before the cause of his symptoms was known. He was one Gamble leg away from completing the GM title thus completing his ADCH. Currently Samson is nick named "Jimmy Dean" by family members. His agility weight no longer important, he's allowed to have anything he wants. He just can't imagine why it took so long for us to let him eat the way he always knew he should.
AKC Open Agility (07/19/97) Novice
Agility (10/29/95)
Katie Greer Dallas, TX
Photo by Tien Tren
Photo by Bill Newcomb
The little man then...
Retired
man now... 2.03 Nearly a year post cancer diagnosis.
5.12.03 Hippo Man, aka Samson (right), with Rio (left) and Harry (center)
Retired men go fishing!
Samson and Harry "Bird" SING!
August 2003
Samson on squirrel watch.
Labor Day Celebration!
7.25.04! Still here with us!!!
My fondest memory is of an agility moment. One where a wee little dog
out-thought (is that a word?) me. I'll try to make the explanation
portion brief. This is the Dog Agility Masters Tournament (very big occasion)
and Samson (my Chi) is teamed up with 2 Border Collies. Oh my, what an honor,
we CAN'T mess up!
Going into the final class of the weekend (3 days, several runs a day) Samson
and I are clear (no faults), we've done very well so far. One of the BC's on
our team has gone off course - speed kills. Whew, at least it wasn't us! We're
going into Team Relay, the final run. It's Samson's turn and during his run he
pops out of the last weave pole (incorrect behavior) Oh No! I bring him
around to repeat the obstacle. Each obstacle must be completed or the team is
eliminated.
Peter Lewis (a pioneer of agility) from England is judging. The pressure is
really on!!! I can no longer recall how many times I tried to put my way
over-excited Chihuahua back through the weave poles to complete them
successfully. He kept popping out at the last pole. Finally, Samson had had
enough of me. Just what the heck did I want by making him repeat those things
over and over again? He's a Masters dog, what was I thinking? He did them
enough already he's thinking.
As I bring him around to once again enter the weave poles he stops dead
in his tracks and looks up at me. You can see the little wheels turning. He
scans the area around him...stopping to gaze at a jump 15' or 20' away.
Obviously I haven't been happy with something so darn it, he's gonna fix it.
He takes off - runs over and does the jump and then runs gleefully back to
me.... ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
Peter is laughing, and the everyone exploded, me included. No matter what
that little snot did, he always made me laugh.
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