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by Jenni78 on 29 November 2010 - 13:11
Lord, the things people come up with. And Lord, the pathetic state our dogs are in when it's shocking that a GSD can herd.
My Czech dog I co-own works 24/7 as a general purpose herding, catch, guard, whatever-else-needs-to-be-done dog.

by GSDtravels on 29 November 2010 - 14:11
I love my dog because he keeps me moving. On days that I feel like being lazy, he changes my mind for me. He's always happy to see me and willing to join in any adventure, at any time. He loves to jump up and steal a kiss when you least expect it, no paws on your body, just a nose in your face. If I'm upset he reads my mood and responds appropriately. If I'm angry, he's quiet, if I'm sad, he's willing to comfort me, if I'm scared he's willing to protect me.
I love my dog because the whole time I was on the road, he chose to sleep on the floor in front of the door every night I laid my head on a pillow, secure in knowing that he was there. He never once complained, he never once resisted any outing, any ride and he actually seemed to enjoy the scenery. He's never been car sick, never chews anything in my house, never touches anything until it's offered to him. He's playful and loving and obedient.
I especially love my dog because I can call him off of a ground hog, a squirrel and even a fleeing deer! He loves camping just as much as, if not more than I do. He doesn't mind when I sing along with the radio. He challenges me to come up with solutions, to go on to the next step, to be cautious when necessary and relaxed when not necessary. He makes me laugh at least 4 times a day, and smile countless times. He keeps me company and it's always good company.
I love my dog because I know, if he were to live 20 years, it will still not be enough and I want to enjoy and savor every minute of it with him. I love every inch and pound of my slightly over sized boy because I'm his hero, but more importantly, he's mine.

by beetree on 29 November 2010 - 15:11

by GSDtravels on 29 November 2010 - 16:11

by beetree on 29 November 2010 - 16:11

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by RLHAR on 29 November 2010 - 16:11
My girl loved herding the few times we were able to travel and give it a try. She took to it as natural as breathing and never once got overly excited or rambunctious around the sheep. The person we took lessons from said she was a natural and that if I just had the time I could have the entry level herding titles on her in 4 to 6 months.
And this is a dog who is trained in bitework and titled in SchH. The only thing that held her back was distance to the sheep and my work schedule.

by DebiSue on 29 November 2010 - 16:11
And I'm supposed to follow that? I love my GSD because she is simply amazing. She is always underfoot in the kitchen when I am cooking, hoping for a hand out (she never gets one). If I am working on something that she finds irresistible I look down and find an inquisitive nose twitching just inches from the workspace but never too close. She knows the counter is off limits. I can stop what I'm doing and walk off and she will guard it until I come back. If I am working with the oven or stovetop she knows she has to sit back away from harm. If I drop something I can say "leave it" and she will. She will not sit next to the table and beg. She will go lie down and wait for us to finish before seeking attention. If we eat from a TV tray in the living room she will (when allowed) rest her chin on the TV tray and inhale the goodness of what she cannot have. I can leave the plate on the tray and walk into another room and return to find my meal unmolested. She understands what's mine is mine and what's hers is mine if I so desire. Her mealtime manners are superb! She loves to smell the trash but she will not get into it. We never put it away when we leave the house.
She has a thing about paper. She loves to shred it but she tends to play with it only when she will get a rise out of us. When she was a small pup, we had to close bathroom doors or find the toilet tissue distributed throughout the house. Toilet tissue, paper towels, facial tissues...even a couple of library books all fair game. If my husband and I are sitting on the couch with a box of tissues between us she will sidle up, look one of us in the eye and gently reach out and help herself to the tissues until we put a stop to it. That same box of tissue will remain untouched if left there while we leave the house. Put hamburger and a paper towel side by side on the kitchen counter and it is the paper towel that will disappear.
She does not like trains. She will growl deep down in her throat when one goes by. She keeps our yard free of birds and will growl if she hears a robin chirping on TV. She patrols the house, even going down into the basement several times a day. Everytime we let her outside she charges around the yard and barks furiously to announce her presence to every bird, squirrel, cat and neighbor. After introducing herself, she doesn't bark again while she is outside. Inside, especially late at night when we are in for the evening she lets us know with a low growl if a car has pulled up. We know when the neighbors come home or have company. LOL.
She doesn't know a stranger. She greets everyone the same...long time friends or new people. Strangers are just friends she hasn't met yet. Once she has learned not to be so rambuncous in her greetings I think I will use her as a therapy dog. She could be one now except for her unbridled joy that causes sher tail to take people out at the knees.
She is a very smart gir, quirky and sweet. These are just a few of the many reasons I love my GSD.
by Ibrahim on 29 November 2010 - 20:11
You make an excellent writer, I enjoyed each sentence and word in your post, what a lovely GSD you have.
Ibrahim

by Felloffher on 29 November 2010 - 21:11
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