So this happened. I was out at the dog park area behind my apartment (which is pretty much just an area for them to go to the bathroom that is gated)… this man also came along with his mini bulldog… Sampson of course ran over to play with him once he entered the gated area (Sampson is obviously larger, but would never hurt another dog) the man grabbed Sampson by the neck as he was trying to play with his dog… so I walked over and said “let my dog go..” he refused.. So I repeated.. “let go of my dog” very sternly… again, he refused… he was holding tight onto his neck (not collar), we exchanged a few words, then he said “control your dog” and sort of threw him towards me (mind you my dog is still a puppy and just wants to play… I bring him to the dog park EVERYDAY and there has NEVER been a complaint), once he let go of my dogs neck, I grabbed onto his collar to just let this mans dog go to the other side of the gated area to the go to the bathroom without Sampson trying to play…and instead of him ending the confrontation, the man continues to repeatedly call me a “C*nt….Piece of Sh*t…stupid American,” at that moment I just laughed and smiled because it was so absurd to me that a grown man would use these words (he had to be about 35+), and as I continued to hold onto Sampson’s collar he starts screaming “Just get the F*ck out of the park now..” and of course I was not going to leave… I mean first of all, don’t dare say that to me, and secondly, I was there first. So I let go of Sampson’s collar to allow him to run around and like most dogs would, he went back over to his dog to play…and then the man goes, “Okay if you won’t leave then..” and tightly grabs Sampson by the neck.. lifts him above the ground (I would say about to my height) walks him towards the gate and sort of throws him down… and Sampson was yelping incredibly loud during all of this. I of course ran over screaming “are you kidding me…?” he then got in my face and said, “nope, I am not” then pushed me a little..I was so taken back, but stood my ground.. “what, are you going to hit me?” he got closer “you don’t think I will?” then he put his hand in my face and pushed me backwards… I am not lying about any of this, we got into a physical altercation. So I told him I was calling the police… and he goes “not if I do first” so we ended up both calling. Regardless of all that happened, why does someone own a dog and when they don’t even understand the concept. DOGS play… my dog is around other dogs on a daily basis and has never had an issue, sorry that you are little bitch (no pun intended) and can’t handle you little white bulldog getting dirty. I am not even as upset that he put his hands on me as I am that he put his hands on Sampson.
Sampson is something else. I feel like one of those moms who says their kid is just the best, smartest, most athletic- meanwhile everyone else is smiling along acting as if they agree, when they want to call bullshit. But I am serious when I say Sammy is the best. He isn’t the smartest- he actually is pretty dopey, but it is part of his charm. He is obsessed with people… but mostly me. Like, to the point where he can’t be without me or he will have a panic attack. Privacy while you are showering? HA, yeah right. He guards the door like someone is going to try to barge in. Going to the bathroom… I forget what it was like being alone during that time. I feel like I have a child. I sort of do. He yells at me… I mean literally its a barking/screech telling me I haven’t been as attentive to his needs. I lay on the bed… he jumps up and sits on my face. He also thinks he is a lap dog and lays on top of me, not understanding that he is going to one day be massive… like 120lbs.
It’s kinda endearing. Today, Adam and Sampson walked me to our car so we had some more time together before we both went to work (I work from 9-5 and A works from 10-10 so are time is very limited). I arrived to the car, said my good-byes and headed to work. I heard sam barking a bit when I got in the car, but that was usually what he did whenever I left his side, so I plugged my phone in, turned the music on, and left. I pulled out of the lot and noticed Adam on the side walk with Sampson, Sampson was having a melt down. I waved to A, but he didn’t wave back. He called me later on in my drive to inform me that he had such a bad panic attack that I left, he refused to walk, was barking like a maniac, and tried chasing after cars thinking I was in them- so, Adam didn’t want to wave and attract his attention towards me or he would have went a little more crazy.
But can you imagine the people walking by him during his meltdown? Good lord.
I read that German Shepherds were a one person dog, but I didn’t realize to this extent. I love him so, so much regardless of his clingyness. He is just too cute. You should follow his instagram (yes, he has an instagram) because its awesome @SampsonTheShepherd
Here is a lil preview….
I am a mother. You read that right, I am now a mom.. my child is of the animal form, but puppies can’t be that much different from babies (aliens). And if they are, well my son is the best form of the birth control from having an actual human child. I suck at introductions… meet my son Sampson.
Yup.. that is him, that isn’t just a doll, that thing of perfection above is all mine. He is a pure bred German Shephard, and those paws- hellllllo 120lb dog to be.
My boyfriend bought him for me as a valentines day/ birthday gift. Have I told you how much I love Adam? I swear I am not just saying this because he gave me my child (ha, sounds weird), but seriously he is the best!!!
I will leave you with a million more pictures because … what else could be better?
WOW CRYING FROM MISSING HIM SO MUCH NOW….