I had an uncut doberman I named "Trampus". He was a loveable dog. He was stolen from my house in Venice, California. I ravaged the neighborhood
looking for him. Never found him. Lucky for someone. Lucky for me, too, I suppose.
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Thing is unless stolen young I can't imagine the thief having an easy time. Dobermen are intelligent and loyal. If I come to owning a house with a
nice backyard I'm going to be sure to have two dobermen. Love those dogs. Feel sorry for your loss..
you bring up an interesting point; I've known others that seemed to exude various mammalian traits. You identify with cats, but it seems like its
more than just totemic with you. Seems kind of spiritual or metaphysical. Nothing wrong with that
I grew up with pointers and poodles. You never met a dog more protective or territorial than a toy poodle. I'll never forget our poodle, Ben,
catching a young rabbit. Little sonofabitch strutted for two days he was so proud of himself.
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Honestly, (and I always sort of distrust people that begin statements that way) I get broke up enough when our cats get killed or die. I'm not sure
I could take the heartache of a dog dying again. Still, maybe we'll take a chance. Thanks for your encouragement, Zazzy ;o)
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by argentus because: begin, not being. damn you sidlexia.
Sorry I didn't respond earlier. I have to hope the same. I worried for a bit that he was stolen for dog fighting. I posted rewards for him.
Venice didn't have a dog-fighting circuit in those days. I felt and still feel in my heart that he was made a pet of a good family. His ears and
tail were undocked, so the person may not have known he was a Doberman.
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