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At one point in time we had an old black dog named Samson and a grandson named Samuel.
One day when they were goofing around grandpa said in a very firm tone, “Sam sit down”.
And they both did.
From that moment on Samuel stayed the same and the dog was named Old black dog. (Obd)
It is just a sweet memory from a grandpa and grandma’s point of view.
A boy and a dog… spending some time together.
This last summer our old black dog went to doggie heaven.
He lived a good long life and he was happy and loved.
He was a pound dog and he knew he was rescued.
Joining Diedra on jumping tandem with the Sunday community.