Oh geeeez....I know a family, who years ago...had three of those dobies. TOTALLY well trained. I’m NOT afraid of big dogs...but going in to their home, having the 3 of them surround you is mighty intimidating.
Says she, with a couple of GSD’s......
Back when I was doing rescue, you’d have had 5 or 6 vying for your attention, at any given time.
[there’d be my 3 or 4 plus whomever was going through physical/mental “rehab” in preparation for new forever homes]
Merlin [one I kept for myself] was the smartest of my rescues.
She’d back up to whomever was on the sofa and quietly, gracefully plop her butt on their feet so they couldn’t get up.
They had no choice but to pet her....:)
My dogs are why I married my husband.
He came into my living room and the usually “Go get bent, outsider!” stand-offish Ibizans loved him.
So...I decided to push the envelope and let 2 Dobes and an AmStaff out of the upstairs bedroom to see what they thought of him.
[bringing out the Big Guns]...LOL
Not only did Merlin *not* eat him, she immediately adored him, as did her “boyfriend” Arthur.
Rowan, the AmStaff jumped into his lap and started nibbling his beard.
I knew then he was a good soul.
[or Merlin would’ve taken a chunk outta him...she was a very good judge of character/intent]...:))
A good/breed correct Dobermann has an "inscrutable, soul piercing gaze" and deep-set eyes.
It *can* be unnerving.
Most times, you can tell if they're going to have it or not, even as pups.
Odin as a baby:
Even at only 7 weeks, he had that unreadable expression.
At 7 months, he really "owned" it.
