Samson and Rusty

Rusty's first terror

Samson loved Rusty so much and kept trying to play with him.
We usually gave a dog a kennel each but we were running out so they had to share.
Samson claimed the more comfortable bed with the cushion nearest to the door and food and water.
He was a puppy but he wasn't stupid.
Rusty was stuck with the plastic bed with a blanket or two in it nearest to the potty.
He sat and gave Samson evil looks as hem got read a story by Claire one of our carers.
Rusty got one of his tablets each night so he would'nt wake up and start barking.
Rusty was 7 years old when he started to slow down and could'nt bark, only whine.
Rusty had gotten something only a super dog could survive.
Rusty had cancer.