This isn't a huge deal but then again it is. I haven't met many other dobermans in this area of the state. I went camping with a few of my friends for a night. My hubby told me after putting Kodiak to sleep it would probably be good for me to get away and get a little ummm drunk. It was just a girls weekend so my 2 friends and myself went to their cottage for the night. We got up there and first thing we did was had a couple of mudslides.
We went out back to eat dinner right after dinner. I was looking over at the neighbors cottage watching them act like idots getting all their dogs out of their vehical. To my suprise one was a doberman. I ran over and walked right up and asked if I could pet him. They said yes, so I continued on petting "Gradie". He is a 5 year old doberman with floppy ears. He was so cute. The woman told me the story of how she got him. Her brother died in a car accident and he had Gradie. So after her she got word about her brother she went out of state to get Gradie and bring him to his new home. She told me that she has always been afraid of dobermans. She didn't even know that Gradie was a doberman until she seen him. So she and I talked for about 30 minutes about this breed. She told me that most people wont even approch her when he is on lead. I laughed and said I have one of my own and these dogs are nothing but babies. There is nothing to be afraid of unless you do something wrong to the dog. She also said she couldn't believe how much attention these dogs want. I laughed and said, tell me about it. Just when you think they don't want to be petted anymore and you stop they start to nudge you over and over again.
She also informed me that he hasn't been eating very much since his master died. She said that he eats enough to stay alive but wont eat every day. I asked her what kind of food she feeds. She told me that she hasn't changed his food at all. She took the bag of dog food when she got Gradie. She refuses to change the food. She did take Gradie to the vet, the vet told her that she thinks it is because he master died.
Gradie was thin when I seen him, not thin enough to throw up red flags though. Does that make any sense? She said that at the time of his appointment he weighed in at 78 pounds.
He was such a great dog. I fell in love with him. I know, I know, easy to do with this breed. He gave me a couple of kisses, but I was told he doesn't really give kisses. That isn't his thing I guess. I would have loved to take him home. So next month I will be going back up there, but this time I will be taking Gracie with me. In hopes that Gradie will be there.
P.S.
I didn't get that drunk. I was only acting stupid for about 2 hours or so.
I met another doberman. 
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