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Samson passed away in his sleep, laying by me with his big ol' head on my leg. I did not want him to go, but I can't think of a more peaceful way to go than that. Even though he died before his time, he touched many lives while on this earth and I'm sure he will touch many more at the Rainbow Bridge. He loves to shake hands with everyone he meets and we look forward to the day that I can shake his hand again and rub his neck like he always liked for people to do. I love you son, and I miss you. Other dogs will come, but none will ever take your place. You're one of a kind. Have fun at the bridge and I'll see you when I get there. |
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