^^ Super good idea John
Yeah... Not to de-rail this thread (Although, it is your thread). I would love to have a forum thread dedicated to those of us (for better or worse) have been involved in the Doberman breed for many decades.
Perhaps, just to reminisce. For example, I purchased my first boy when i was a 21 yo (I am 63) punk from a BYB.Yet, I fell into a situation, by meeting an incredible man who taught me everything about this breed and instilled a lifelong love for Dobermans.
Unlike many who become involved, my singular incentive was to have the best possible companion.
In retrospect, I probably should have delved more deeply into the Doberman world. But, back then, it was not that simple.
I would love to hear other's experiences.
- go for it, start a new thread / I'll play & contribute.
- love to share stories, starting with our first dobe Tanya, born in 1977
- puppy was 9 weeks old when we picked her up / wife (Nancy) & dad, only married 1 whole week
- we had our fur-baby
Cheers, LARRY Old Amy Story - sample teaser:
Former Amy was another LOVER, of belly rubs / but YOU will never guess, how it started ??
- she was about 5 y/o and we got invited to cottage country (Muskoka Lakes)...5 hour drive North
- family long weekend, late fall with roasted turkey for Thanksgiving, w/bird dressing...yum/yum
- and all the fix-ins with cranberry sauce, fresh veggies & gatden potatoes
As 2 families (enjoying each others great company), we walked the nearby woods, Amy was in heaven off-leash & exploring.
- we picked up 3-4 rocks, indigenous to the area / for our city flower garden
The family friends w/the cottage were dober lovers, their last red girl lived to 12 y/o (Simba)
On our weekend on the lake, below is what the men indulged in:
What Do You Call Beer Mixed with Tomato Juice or Mott's Clamato ?
- What they call beer mixed with tomato juice is a beer cocktail or a Beer Bloody Mary. The drink consists of beer, tomato juice, and half and half. You can add a little dash of Tabasco and Worcestershire. There are other beer cocktails using different mixers.
After a full supply meal with bloated bellies, watched a little TV and settled into the spare bedroom.
#1 Problem was, for the first time in Amy's life, mom & dad and girl was facing bunk beds.
- mattress width clearly not big enough for all 3 of us & Amy had NEVER slept without both of us before
- no way dear Amy could climb up onto the top bunk (up ladder), so this Dad graciously volunteered to stay on floor level. with dober-girl
- "ASA" she jumped into the lower bed with her Dad, with Mom overtop of us...I knew she knew something was not right & anxiety might set in next
^^^^ What to do now, Dad asked himself quickly ??
I slid my fingertips down on girls soft belly and caressed her sound to sleep, in record time...without a peep (like 10 minutes, in a strange bed)
From our 1st vacation night, Amy was spoiled for life....(with Dad's nightly help)
- over the next several years, Amy always enjoyed belly rubs...minutes before she fell asleep...on the master bed Nightly belly rubs, became our sacred ritual from that one night, sleeping in the cottage....best/"bad habit", I ever taught one of my dober girls.