You are right.
Every night I go to sleep, wondering if this will be the night the brains of the Dobermans flopped across me will suddenly expand, causing them to kill me before I wake up.
Been worrying about this for over 46 years, actually.
:D
/love my Devil Murder Dogs
Our sweet boy Berty Bert was a dobe/rott mix and he was so dapper and gentle. He was also the smartest dog I’ve ever owned.
The only thing about dobes that I don’t like — they have sharp pointy death needles that they shed and they find their way into your feet. He had the sleekest, sharpest fur. Other than that, every dobe I’ve met has been so beautifully gentle and loving.
They can bring the thunder when they need to, but really, the only thing that’s really deadly about them is their intestinal winds. Boyeeeeeee howdy!