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Heavens no!

I thought nothing of the sort.

They are my great love and I’m very aware of their potential for harm.

That is why mine were/are trained *positively* at all times and in all ways.

I *love* a good Dobermann more than just about anything else.

I hate seeing broken, destroyed and abused ones just as much.

Your friend was so fortunate in his dog’s longevity.
14 was the oldest I ever had.
[which why I was very nervous about getting another...when they leave you, it hurts like no other dog does]

God bless you for your rescue work.
That takes a courageous yet kind person.

Console yourself that you, at least, give them a taste of the love they deserved but never got.

I have rescued Dobes that technically shouldn’t even still been alive...yet *all* of them, even the most extreme “hard cores” responded to love and proper redirection within a 30 day period.

A lot of them found forever homes with friends and family...most just stayed here...:)
[yep, I’m a sucker for a sob story”]

Ironically, the *only* dog who ever actually bit me was a Border Collie.
I was about 8 or 9 and my parents were leaving for a neighbor’s funeral when she rushed into our yard and scraped my elbow with her front teeth.

[she’d just had puppies and was a little flakey about her pups, I reckon]

She was a neighbor’s dog so my parents went to the funeral and I got taken for a tetanus shot when they came home.

End of story.

Again, thanks for your work with the unwanted.
Know that you make a huge difference to them, if only for a little while.

This was written by a shelter worker.

BYE BABY.

No more lonely cold nights or hearing that I’m bad
No more growling belly from the meals I never had
No more scorching sunshine with a water bowl that’s dry
No more complaining neighbors about the noise when I cry.

No more hearing “shut up”, “get down” or “get out of here”!
No more feeling disliked, only peace is in the air.
Euthanasia is a blessing, though some still can’t see
why I was ever born If I weren’t meant to be.

My last day of living was the best I ever had.
Someone held me very close, I could see she was very sad.
I kissed the lady’s face, and she hugged me as she cried.
I wagged my tail to thank her, then I closed my eyes and died.

[Written by an Animal shelter volunteer in Massena, NY]

You can read more on my website, if you’d like.

http://ibizan-hound.com/GOODDOGS.htm