Yesterday we moved our camper trailer to the property. I love it out here, but I think Samson is a bit in shock. Samson has either lived in a home with Will and I, or with my brother’s dog, 1Z. And never sleeping alone is a problem.
Last night we set up the kennel; with his toys, igloo, and bowls. He is literally feet from our trailer. We even left a porch light on for him. (If you want to hear a monster leave Samson in the dark) It started with a humming, then quiet whimpers, and in no time, pouring out of him was the crying. Finally around 2am he fell asleep. 2AM! We have no children for crying out loud, and we are being denied sleep. Will leaves for work in a few hours. I have a full day of work around the house, and then I work at night in Stockton. Ekk!
Currently Samson is napping at my feet. Gee I wonder why he is tired? It amazes me how 90lbs of Rottie mix can be so needy. Tonight will be different; whether good or bad, I do not know. You see the goats are moving into the kennel space next to Samson. Hmmm
