It all started with German Shepherd Dogs. My parents had three when I was born and it took me a long time to figure out there were other breeds. It was a lot like learning there was a political party other than Democrat. When I was married in 1967, the next logical step was to get a German Shepherd Dog — and so we did. She had a lot of health problems with which we lived for many years. Along the way, we got some better dogs and then bred some even better dogs. A divorce, a move, law school, traveling and for a long time, I had no dogs. I bought a townhome. When I was ready to again have a dog, I opted for a portable German Shepherd — the Cardigan.
This is a photo of Steamer with me in 1977. He taught me that the girls live to be loved, but the boys worship you. He was such a gentleman in the house, always the willing companion, a discriminating guardian. My sons were his children. He is buried in the backyard of the old Victorian home near downtown Albuquerque. Steamer will always epitomize the perfect dog.
When one local GSD breeder was labeled a “dog fancier” he was quick to retort “No, I’m a GERMAN SHEPHERD fancier.” Many are quite Chauvinistic about their chosen breed.
Glad that you made the switch 😉
That is a great photo. But you have to admit, its much easier to hold a Corgi on your lap!
As a kid, I dreamed of a GSD. Now that I own my comical Cardis, I’m glad I followed my brain, and heart in choosing my perfect breed. All my serious breed research as a kid, really paid off.
I can’t stand whiners, and I’ve met very few GSDs who didn’t whine, and ‘talk’ about everything! LOL