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And with Texa’s new puppies, you guessed it, the dog that won’t even let my
wife in the puppy room, but she lets my son in.
I sat and thought a long time about all of this today and I was so filled with gratitude that we get to share our lives with such special dogs. I am so grateful my three year old son has found what I found, a true friend. So here is a tribute to all those dogs along the way that shaped us into what we are, it must be similar for girls, as My Daughter loves the dogs every bit as much as as my boys, but where the red fern grows helps us to cement it into our boyhood minds. I hope this sentimental moment finds all of you well and enjoying your lives with these special friends, I hope you too are learning from them and slowly learning to love and forgive like them. I hope you follow the dogs lead and shamelessly ask for what you want and need instead of beating around the bush with hidden agendas and I hope you enjoy a nap in the soft grass under the warm sun. Chase things in life you want with enthusiasm, and hang on to what you catch with all your might until it is time to let go. Smile for no reason, and wake up knowing each day is just your favorite thing. Try new things and be loyal to your friends, and fiercely defend your loved ones. Enjoy mud and swimming, and chewing on your favorite treat. Finally although Cliché, may we be the people our dogs think we are. Life is too short not to share it with a friend. Thank you all for sharing yours with us. Here are some other videos Starring this boy and great Dobermans from Doberman Pinscher Breeder FamilyDobes:
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know I have given a lot of thought the last few years about how dogs along the
way have shaped me into what I am. I have realized that no matter what, boys
just can’t grow up into men without good dogs to point them along the way.
Naturally I believe Doberman Pinschers are those good dogs! They love us
unconditionally, and every boy exploits that, asking dogs to do things they
probably shouldn’t, to go places they shouldn’t go and even to take the blame
and wrath of mom and dad when we have done something wrong. That unconditional
love I think teaches us about forgiveness. Not one of my dogs ever held a grudge
for something stupid I asked them to do, and most of the time they would love me
enough to do the stupid thing and let me learn a tough lesson. I remember
“Teddy” a purebred “Heinz 57” (I was sure that was a breed until much later in
life, my parents had convinced me so!) Teddy was my first exposure to protection
dogs. I was only 8 at the time and mom had just given me a brand new winter
coat, we lived in Midvale Utah at the time, and I was going to need that coat to
get through the winter. We didn’t have much growing up, but I had Teddy. I can’t
tell you what movie it was or tv show that inspired me to teach a dog to bite my
arm, or why I thought that coat would do me any good, but Teddy and I worked on
it all day one cold Saturday. Thanks to the terrier genes he had in his family
tree, he was happy to play the game once we got started. He shredded that new
coat, and with it my arm to some degree! But he would quit when I asked him to,
and I think it was that moment that changed the rest of my life. I had no idea
how to train a dog, I just knew I loved him, and we did everything together. His
training paid off one day as we were coming home and some neighborhood dog made
a beeline for me while Teddy was pulling me down the street on my roller skates.
I didn't know much about dogs in general, but studies show kids identify animal
body language much more accurately than adults, and I knew this dog was intent
on hurting me and my dog. Before that dog got close enough Teddy took care
of it. I don’t know how he didn’t get hurt or killed, but we had love and
loyalty between us. He learned to pull me on skates or sleds and stop when I
asked him to, he would sit and shake, and sometimes he would stay until I turned
my back :-) We just worked things out, it is a magic that happens between a boy
and his dog. Teddy went through two broken legs and surgeries to boot, he
survived a patio roof collapse in a storm, he lived on love. Heaven knows I
wasn’t the best at feeding and cleaning. He taught me to swim and chase sticks
and run through fields. There were many good dogs in my life like Teddy, and the
most influential was of course Gretta a Doberman. Those stories will have to
wait for another time though… The point is I am what I am for good or bad in
large because of the dogs along the way. A boy just isn’t a boy without a dog. I
had a sad call today from someone whose boy had just lost his red female dobe
yesterday and his parents knew what it meant to that little boy. I reflected
with sadness on those times I felt the same pains. I came in from that call back
to the family room to see this: Naturally I started crying and remembering
naps just like that one. You can see Coco is wide awake but doesn’t dare disturb
her little boy. Ethan has always been like that, when he threw tantrums as a one
year old, it was always on Zenny’s bed under his watchful and concerned eye: 
