I've had many Doberman Pinschers over the past 25 years this one in particular was very special as he was the pack leader of the nine that were born in my spare bathroom. He was a sweetheart for sure and everybody's best friend.
I remember giving him his first cherry. He took it from me cautiously and then trotted off to his office to investigate this new snack more thoroughly. I didn't think much else of it until he came bouncing back about 30 minutes later, as excited as can be. That got my curiosity going so I went to check and see what he was so excited about in his office.
What I saw on his pillow was nothing less than amazing. It was a shiny clean cherry seed, with not a spec meat left on it except for the little chunk that was still holding on to the stem. He was such a good boy and so gentle with his mouth. I often wondered if maybe he accidentally ate a hornet when he was a pup because he was always so cautious when taking food. He was cautious and precise. He had the Precision of a surgeon with that pterodactyl looking snout full of teeth. He used to peel my Band-Aids off for me , whether I liked it or not. ..
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