Five splendid years ago we brought home a little shaking, black-and-white puppy. Weighing between Samson and Samuel we decided on Sam, and thus he was named. It took him a bit to become the brawny strong dog that he is now. First he JUST KEPT eating, then he became quite a mischief maker, knocking down his doghouse door and roaming free.






We went through many run-away escapades, but now he is the good singing dog we own :).