This is Samson.
Dad, Pip and I found him worrying our sheep on Sunday morning. We caught him thanks to Pip. I recognised him as a dog from next door, just over the stone wall (which he must have jumped over to get in). He jumped into the back of Land Rover and the four of us made our way next door. He was very friendly and was already trying to lick my chin.
To cut a long story short, Samson lives with us now.
He's probably 2-3 years old, and this is his fourth home. His first owners abused him and left him in a pound. His second owner died. His third owner was very sad to see him go to his fourth (that's me).
Welcome to your forever home, Samson.