My Dog Drank My Choc Milk!

My best friend Mack is a doberman(granted a huge one). Most of yall ahve already heard about him because I cant stop talking about him, its like having a kid lol. Extremely brilliant, loving and protective. He immediately goes on guard duty with someone new and as soon as hes given the OK by anyone in the house he completely switches and just wants to be petted by them lol. I can take him anywhere and have him get along with everyone, and their dogs. Took him all the way back to WI and by day 2 he had already integrated himself into my parents pack of hunting Labs.

Here are the downsides to the breed, they HAVE to be socialized regularly from an early age, protection is genetic in them not trained. As they get older the more it comes out and the more your previous socialization pays off.

They HAVE to be a part of the family, they are happy when they are around their masters all the time, they do NOT do well as tie-em-up-in-the-back-yard dogs, they have to be an extension of the family.

They tend to be stubborn dogs, they are the epitome of "too smart for their own good" It takes patience and knowing how dogs think, and making sure they always know who's pack leader even as a young puppy because they will challenge you for it as they grow.

Dobies are one of the most unique personality'd breeds iv'e ever been around, and my all time favorite. All the time put into them pays off in huge dividends as they get older, they aren't for everyone but for those who can they are absolutely incredible. Its like getting the loving from a lab, the desire to please of a collie, and the brains and protection of a german sheppard. All wrapped up in a short haired gorgeous dog.

Mack 27" to the shoulders 27" shoulder to hind 110lbs 2.5yrs

Mack is a great looking Dobie. My parents had 3 while us kids were growing up. The first one was red Doberdane, huge dog. Cracked me up, he was scared of the dark. If we tried to walk him at night he wouldn't go any further than the edge of the street light. my parents gave him to the police department there in Biloxi when we went to Turkey the first time.

The other 2 were brothers my dad got from a breeder in Vegas. One black and one red. Another tour to Turkey meant we had to get rid of these guys as well. Shadow (the black one of course) went to a family with a female dobie. He ended up getting killed while protecting his new family from a late night break in. Took several blows to the head with a hammer, but not before injuring the robber bad enough that he turned himself in at the hospital. The red one (Beau) went to live with an older woman my parents knew who was living alone.

Long story short, I love these dogs!