I am sitting here trying to get something done. It is raining like crazy. Denver is drowning in water. 9-15-2013. But I need to finish up this month’s Doberman newsletter. Just thought I would share my pack with all of you. Please share your pictures and Doberman stories on “For the Love of Dobermans” Facebook page. If you like to write than let’s publish your Doberman story in the newsletter and on our web site. You only need 350 words up to 700. Plus one or two pictures. You can email me your questions or story at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Starting on the left is Zsa Zsa, She was used for breeding until her body was worn out and no longer healthy enough to carry puppies to term. She is small and of very pleasant temperament. She was abandoned to fend for herself. She was very sick and pregnant when she was captured and delivered to our local CO Doberman Rescue. She started out as a foster. But was a foster failure by the second day. Even after coming down with a urinary infection and peeing frequently on my new carpeting. Her light easy going personality had captured our hearts before we knew it. By the way she is our scrappiest Dobie when she feels threatened.
Cyrus-is the big goofy male. Previous owner could not handle him. Their training method was hitting and yelling. Well I do not blame them he is a handful. But none of that is allowed at our house. He is a Big, Active Male Dobie. No leash training at all. After three years of working with him on the leash he is just now barely manageable. He scares the hell out of everyone. He has a large head and is substantial but only weights 86lbs. I call him my plush toy. Typical Dobie he is a big baby. When I first got him we would look at each other and you could tell we were both asking ourselves can I trust you?
Eddie far right- He has the cutest Button eyes. His face and ears always make me think of how a stuffed toy Doberman would look. He is 13 going on 14. He is my first rescue Dobie. 3 time fear biter. Next stop for him was a life time in a cage. When I found him he was in a no kill shelter and they were afraid to let anyone handle him. I agreed to adopt him. Went through all the training class the shelter offered and after about 3 months they finally let me take him home. This is when the fun began. This is when he let us see his fear and biting issues. Funny, he is a very happy, easy going Dobie that someone really messed up at an early age. He is old now and we no longer have to mussel him to handle him. He asks for petting and wants to be close to us. He has an extreme heart arrhythmia that his current 8 pill regiment manages. But not for long. His days are numbered and we are making sure we take good care of him until he is ready to leave this life. (By the way he has survived a very rare and typically fatal form of cancer, and also a swelling of the spine and loss of mobility which I am glad I did not listen much to the vet because 3 years later he is still motoring around here just fine) My husband says he keeps on living because he just likes it here and wants to stay a little longer. Eddie can stay as long as he wants. We love his gentle Doberman ways.
It is funny I have all Browns right now with floppy ears. Sometimes you are not sure who you are stepping on because they all look alike. My ideal Dobie is a B&T male with a medium ear cut. But it has been fun having three with the ears and the brown color. They all act like Dobermans no matter the color or the ears. And we of course love them no matter how they look. I think all new Doberman owners should have a ceremony conducted when they take on the responsibility of a Doberman or any animal. It goes like this. I think you will recognize this and agree.
I, Rochelle, take you, my new Doberman to be my pet, In the presence of that which created us, our family and friends; I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful owner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in youth and old age. I promise to love you unconditionally, to lovingly train you, to honor and respect your Doberman needs, to walk with you and play with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.