DOBERMAN INFLUENCED ESSAYS
The Doberman and the Cowboy
A month had passed since the devastating earthquake, a rating of 7.4 had occurred in this area of Costa Rica. The area was referred to as the Atlantic Zone. The tiny village of Cuartro Milla was nestled at the junction of the Rio Matina and the Tortuguero waterway and this is where Sandy and I were making our home. More...
Thinking Back to September 11
It has been a long time since the events of Tuesday, September 11th and the attacks on the World Trade Centers, the Pentagon, and the heroically downed plane in the fields of Pennsylvania. We all remember back to that day, where we were and what we were doing. I was a nurse at a Medical Center with a Regional Burn Unit. More...
Max the Rescue
My name is Max. I am 8 years old and my family decided they didn’t want me any more. They turned me over to Illinois Doberman Rescue Plus. When I first came into rescue, they called me Maximum Overload because my previous owners let me free-feed. More...
Paws Claws Scales and Tails
Now we are up to the summer of 2006 and the theme of the summer reading program at the Mid-Columbia Library system just seems to fit “The Shreq” The library system consists of 11 branches located throughout the eastern corner of Washington State. More...
Winter of 2006
Last month I took a break from the ongoing saga of the life of “The Shreq” as I didn’t want everyone to think all he did was work or help me, so used a column to talk about what he does for fun. Started this experience in Doberman Digest writing about when he moved here back in the fall of 2004. Now we are up to the fall of 2006 and I am looking for something to do during the winter after the fall shows are over. More...
Mesu, the Spoiled Doberman
I must tell you about the obsession our Doberman, Mesu has about her determination to sleep in or on my bed each night. It’s become a major problem in that I don’t sleep well with her crowding me and pushing me to the side of the bed so that she’ll be the most comfortable. More...
The Eggnog Doberman
It was the day before Christmas and peace and quiet reigned in the household. The boarders in the kennel had been fed and exercised and were bedded down until their next exercise period. I groomed two appointment dogs in the morning. More...
My Nursing Home Visits
“Hey, Little Man, let’s go Therapy Doggin’!” I hear my Mom calling me. It must be time to go to work! I get excited as I run to where my uniform hangs and wait to be strapped in. My uniform is a bright red harness and when my Mom buckles it on me, I’m ready to go. More...
