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Jake as a puppy, and at about 1 year old. I swear the dog is so smart he could cook dinner and drive my truck if he had thumbs.....

Larry

Larry,
I have a GSD and he is also quite the man around the house. Dogs are such great companions. I feel sorry for anyone that has not had the pleasure of ones company.
Russ
 
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Russ, I eventually caught on.

Picking up those specks just worked it out of him. When ya got to go, you gots to go!
 
Gauge, my chocolate lab has always loved the boat and going fishing.
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He is 10 now and loves to fish with me as much as possible.
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Loves the snow and sleeps outside in his insulated doghouse.
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He likes goose hunting too.
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After a tough night out with the boys:
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Here he is with Otto, a blue tick coon hound pup that didn't work out for us.
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Lucky was a great yellow lab. Disappeared on a Super Bowl Sunday years ago (stolen or possibly shot by a neighbor.).
Here he is guarding our adopted daughter Ellie as she growl ferociously.
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104 lbs. of the second best dog I ever had!
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C.B.
 
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Funny story about this ornery little boxer. I attached a rope to the fridge door, stored all of my beer cans in those neoprene coozies and taught her a new command "beer me". It took us about 3 weeks of training and a lot of effort on both of our parts, but we finally mastered the trick. On the command of "beer me" she would open the fridge, pluck out a beer and bring it to me, no matter where I was in the house. As long as the condiment shelf was well stacked the door would shut itself in a timely manner. Everything in my life was good. Very good. Then one night the dog realized that I store more than beer in my fridge, and that she could open the fridge at any time. As you can imagine I woke up one morning to an empty meat and cheese shelf and one very very well fed dog. Needless to say the rope was removed from the fridge and the beer me trick is no longer in her repertoire.
 
Here are a couple more Rottie rescues. Generally they live to around 12, we usually get them at 9-10 for one reason or another, but mostly they are just no longer wanted. We have had a couple diabetics that require a little more attention but they seem to be the most thankful when you get their health back. Our oldest is 14 and about as feeble as they get, but still enjoys life every single day. The youngest is 4months old. His Mom and Dad were left behind by a drug overdose, fortunately the neighbors called the rescue and they picked them up, both registered dogs. She delivered about a week later. Forgot how much work a puppy is! Anyway, we currently have 3 which is our self impossed limit.
 

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Funny story about this ornery little boxer. I attached a rope to the fridge door, stored all of my beer cans in those neoprene coozies and taught her a new command "beer me". It took us about 3 weeks of training and a lot of effort on both of our parts, but we finally mastered the trick. On the command of "beer me" she would open the fridge, pluck out a beer and bring it to me, no matter where I was in the house. As long as the condiment shelf was well stacked the door would shut itself in a timely manner. Everything in my life was good. Very good. Then one night the dog realized that I store more than beer in my fridge, and that she could open the fridge at any time. As you can imagine I woke up one morning to an empty meat and cheese shelf and one very very well fed dog. Needless to say the rope was removed from the fridge and the beer me trick is no longer in her repertoire.

jeepjeep, that is funny. You just need yourself a dedicated beer fridge and a different one for food without the rope handle. C.B.
 
Here are a couple more Rottie rescues. Generally they live to around 12, we usually get them at 9-10 for one reason or another, but mostly they are just no longer wanted. We have had a couple diabetics that require a little more attention but they seem to be the most thankful when you get their health back. Our oldest is 14 and about as feeble as they get, but still enjoys life every single day. The youngest is 4months old. His Mom and Dad were left behind by a drug overdose, fortunately the neighbors called the rescue and they picked them up, both registered dogs. She delivered about a week later. Forgot how much work a puppy is! Anyway, we currently have 3 which is our self impossed limit.


Nice we just lost our Rott a few weeks ago. He was very much the dominent dog in our house. Our Saint Tiny is lost without him.
 
My Favorite Lady............

Due to the overwhelming demand by too numerous to count members of this forum who have been coronated with impeccable taste, I present to those who've been waiting with bated breath, Lady Beatrix.........

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Great Thread!

Meet Amos:
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We picked this guy up after our two GSD's passed on in the same year (ages 13.5 and 14 yrs). He was turned in as a stray so we don't really know his age or breed, but the Rottweiler is pretty evident. The other half maybe GSD, or Golden, we don't really know. Or, he may be a Hovawart ;)
Hovawart - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
 

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