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Post by dobermoms on Dec 14, 2012 6:28:26 GMT -5
I thought of starting this thread for the owners to showcase where they are experiencing life with their dogs.....are you at a dog show? are you travelling to another part of the country? are you at the cottage? at the beach? at the family bar-b-q?
I thought this thread would be fun to see "where in the world" our dogs take us on our journey in life with them......this came about as I've looked at the pictures of Auguste, P-litter, as he and his owners are now in Florida.
So show how your Doberman has ultimately changed your life....from 5 star hotels to travel trailers.....from cruises to trolling Lake Huron....let's see you and your dogs life.
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Post by ladydon on Jan 5, 2013 23:23:06 GMT -5
I'll share....be forewarned this will be long...well not really Diesel and I have never really travelled far and wide but ever since I have gotten him, my life has surely changed. Yes I have (or should I say my family) owned dogs in the past but none have come close to what my bond is like with Diesel today. You could say I was young - more into playing with the dogs as opposed to forming the "bond" and with owning so many dogs it was hard to focus on the "one" dog. I eventually ended up with one dog, a Miniature Pinscher, who I loved dearly but had to leave back home as we immigrated to Canada. Looking back now, Peachy (that was her name) was the first dog I can say that was truly mine...who truly had my sole attention and in a sense, the first dog I formed a close bond with. Fast forward to prior getting Diesel (some 4-6 years ago), I have always thought of getting a dog but due to circumstances (school and living in a townhouse), it just was not the right time. In addition, we adopted a cat a decade ago and she was not to keen on being housed with any other species other than homo sapiens. God rest her soul, she was a lovely cat who never meowed (except when she was hungry or when someone accidentally stepped on her tail LOL) but she was a bitch to other animals. We put her down a year before we got Diesel and during that year, we as a family truly felt her absence... an absence which I felt needed to be filled that somehow got me into thinking...DOG. For some reason my mind was set on a Doberman. I do not know how or why (maybe because I partly grew up with Dobermans) but all I knew was that if I were to get a dog, it had to be a dobe. My mother was not entirely convinced on the idea of having a big dog around the house - it took me a year of pleading and finally I got a yes. Woo hoo! A close friend of mine has a friend who owns a dobe named Thor and recommended I look into Dobereich. At this point in time, I have already compiled a years worth of research and emails from other breeders so it was just a matter of time before I started contacting each one to meet in person. Monica was 3rd on my list. I remember calling Monica one afternoon wanting to get some details - have a nice little chat. I asked one...maybe a couple of questions and what I got was some woman who ranted on and on and on and on. I was like WTF! I wanted a nice little chat and instead I got some kind of history lesson. She threw names upon names of dobes that to this day I have no recollection of and I was so confused by the middle of it all I kept saying was "uh huh." By the end of the conversation she asked "Is there anything you want to ask?" I literally had nothing to ask her as she pretty much just summed it up for me and what do you know - I went with the crazy lady (LMFAO...just kidding Monica!). You could say Argus sealed the deal but really, Monica had such nice looking dobes and I could tell she absolutely cared about them. When she sent the M litter owners pics of the puppies, I knew that the red collared male was going to be mine. Out of all the males, he was the one that stood out for me....not because of the white patch on his chest, but because he was the only one looking down (camera shy? )... I did not have a clear shot of his face. I tried so hard not to get too attached to the idea of him being the "one" without seeing him first in the event that he would not like me. When I did meet him, it sealed the deal. He was all over the place! He was such a tiny little fire cracker... would not stay still, he was by himself going around and around always tearing pieces of paper, hauling toys here and there... just a big ball of energy. My brother and I agreed that he was the "one"... my one and only Diesel. The first few days since I brought him home was brutal...it was hard to get a decent shut eye. Sometime after the first week, I somehow found myself standing in the kitchen watching him come out of his crate and I started crying out of nowhere. I thought 'OMG, is this how my life is going to be like? I am never going to have the chance to leave my house. This is so much work...HE is so much work. I'm never going to get any sleep. I can not do this I'm giving him back. But nooo I can not give him back'...and my thoughts just went on. Tiny Diesel looked at me quizzically so I took and hugged him but regardless, the tears just kept coming to which I started hyperventilating. At some point I was finally able to collect myself and started to think rationally. I then realized...HOLY SH*T...did I just have a panic attack? In my 26 years of existence on this planet I have never experienced one (I always thought panic attacks were bullsh*t anyways)...it took a single tiny 10 lb dobe with what looked like a dish sponge wedged in between his ears to induce one. Thinking back on the events that prompted the idea of getting a dobe, the first 3 days of hell, the first week of indecisiveness, the first 6 months of crazy puppy days, the first year of training, the first 2 years of bonding...to today, Diesel has come a long way and so have I. We have shared so many things, learned from so many mistakes and made so many memories too many to jot down. There were times where I wanted to strangle him or cuddle him to death but at the end of the day, I feel at ease knowing that that tiny hole...that tiny feeling of something lacking is whole once more. In all honesty, he was not a problematic puppy; he learned and grew accustomed to things pretty quickly and did not go all Terminator on anything he could touch. By all means I'm not saying this because I think he's the best puppy in the world (well...I do LOL) but I believe I did not do a bad job in raising him (proud Mama here). It saddens me when I think about him leaving me one day (I hope this does not happen for a very long time) so I just live and cherish each moment and hope that when that time does come, I can let go without regret and enjoy the memories he has and will continue to share with me. Gotta go...I can hear someone whining upstairs...I think he's telling me it is bed time...cuddle first...then bed time
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Post by dobermoms on Jan 6, 2013 17:27:45 GMT -5
Wow Lana....that was beautiful. I am SURE everyone who has spoken to Monica on the phone has experienced "that conversation you wrote of".....
I remember when she introduced us to all of the dogs related to Dante....I was overwhelmed. Thank goodness there was no test, as I would have failed miserably remembering who was who. And for those people out of town who had to have the phone interview....whew!!!
Love your story.....and you both! B
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Post by hooligan on Jan 7, 2013 10:35:37 GMT -5
What a fabulous story, Lana! Have you read it to Diesel? (LOL.)
We and Jack are just back from a weekend at my sister's. They live in the country on a large farm, so Jack gets to charge around through fields and forest to his heart's delight. One of my favourite things is watching him (or any Doberman, for that matter) run free. He enjoys it sooo much.
And he's sooo tired after these outings. When we arrived home late yesterday afternoon, we hadn't even unpacked before Jack headed upstairs, plunked himself down in his crate, and promptly fell sound asleep. We had to wake him up for his dinner and then, later, for his before-bed backyard outing (well, it was before-bed for us, but Jack had already been sleeping for hours). Even this morning, he has been as quiet as a mouse.
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Post by Andreina on Jan 7, 2013 14:22:57 GMT -5
LOL Julian and I died when I read that part out loud about you crying in the kitchen.... I had the exact same meltdown at about day 14 LOL... and sometimes I still have it hahaha, except I could never give up my little s*** disturber now!
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Post by ladydon on Jan 7, 2013 19:31:28 GMT -5
Wow Lana....that was beautiful. I am SURE everyone who has spoken to Monica on the phone has experienced "that conversation you wrote of"..... B CRAZY LADY! LOL. We love you guys toooooo
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Post by ladydon on Jan 7, 2013 19:33:22 GMT -5
Thanks Dyanne...and no I haven't read it to Diesel.
Trust me Andreina on the meltdown...I was a mess for a good 10-15 minutes. It was unbelievable how it just all came out. But you are right...no way I'm giving up my chunky monkey!
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Post by Andreina on Jan 7, 2013 21:12:49 GMT -5
Wow Lana....that was beautiful. I am SURE everyone who has spoken to Monica on the phone has experienced "that conversation you wrote of"..... B CRAZY LADY! LOL. We love you guys toooooo OH yeah i forgot to comment on that too..... Monica and I's first conversation lmao.... I remember trying to take notes so I could remember it all.... and when i was done 2 hours later all I had was a billion dogs names written down I knew nothing about hahahaha....
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Post by dobermoms on Jan 8, 2013 6:29:26 GMT -5
HAHAHAHAHA....poor Monica. One thing for sure though that comes thru is her love for the breed. And after a lengthy conversation with her, you know she does it for the breed and not the $$$$
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Post by Dobereich on Jan 8, 2013 18:40:25 GMT -5
HAHAHAHAHA....poor Monica. One thing for sure though that comes thru is her love for the breed. And after a lengthy conversation with her, you know she does it for the breed and not the $$$$ Oh come on, you know that all breeders are in it for the money. we have nothing better to do with our money then to spend it on our dogs...haha! This sections could prove to be quite entertaining. But you guys make it out like I talk a lot, and that maybe I am overly passionate about this breed or something?
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Post by Andreina on Jan 8, 2013 19:45:56 GMT -5
HAHAHAHAHA....poor Monica. One thing for sure though that comes thru is her love for the breed. And after a lengthy conversation with her, you know she does it for the breed and not the $$$$ Oh come on, you know that all breeders are in it for the money. we have nothing better to do with our money then to spend it on our dogs...haha! LOL, us dog owners either.... I am wondering why Scarlet keeps getting new clothing and I do not.... something wrong with that situation.
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Post by dobermoms on Jan 8, 2013 20:40:14 GMT -5
Hey Monica....I really like the new Cadillac Escalade in the driveway.....pretty sweet!!! Not to mention the interior $100,000 climate controlled air/heat units for the dogs ....and did I mention also the 26ft. toy hauler for you.... Kidding......
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Post by Dobereich on Jan 9, 2013 17:22:31 GMT -5
Hey Monica....I really like the new Cadillac Escalade in the driveway.....pretty sweet!!! Not to mention the interior $100,000 climate controlled air/heat units for the dogs ....and did I mention also the 26ft. toy hauler for you.... I thought I won the lotto or something. Ran outside to check out my wheels, sadly all I could find was a 2005 ford freestar sagging with a thick layer of road dirt in the driveway. Thinking that you might have gotten the make wrong, I opened the door to check out this climate system. But I could only catch the distinct odour of dog, and perhaps the dog hair clogged something, cause it still took ten mins to warm up. Kidding......
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Post by dobermoms on Jan 18, 2013 0:23:31 GMT -5
What happened to the toy hauler? Don't tell me someone took it? OMG...we hand picked it especially for you. Shucks......
Now who is gong to tell the dogs their vacation home is gone?!!
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