Baby Love

Reminded me of the people we got our Dog Hercules from..Part of why we chose this particular Dog was when I was visiting a friend regarding a motorcycle part he had that I needed. I was surprised to see this young Rottweiler/Doberman/Malamute/Wolf (I found out later),about 3 years old,being walked across the backyard by their 3 year old son,who had ahold of the Dog’s right ear. That was the boy’s only leash,and the Dog was totally compliant. The boy stops,the Dog stops. The boy turns around,the Dog walks around the boy and goes the same way. I thought that was so cool! I asked the boy’s Dad how long it took to train the Dog to do that,and he said, “Well,I never trained him to do anything,he just started doing that one day.”
I heard a month or so later somebody tried to abduct that boy from their front yard,and the Dog grabbed the guy’s arm,the guy let go of the boy,and the Dog held the guy,bent over the three foot chain link fence,until the boy’s Dad heard all the growling and called the Sheriff,and a Deputy arrived. The Dog didn’t let the guy go until the Deputy had the guys free hand cuffed. I knew then that this Dog was something special,so a couple of months later,when we’d moved to a place where we could have a Dog,we went over and got our Dog,the Mighty Hercules. You’d think a Dog with that lineage would have a mean streak as wide as Colorado,but there wasn’t a mean bone in his body,UNLESS somebody tried to harm his family. Even then,he wasn’t a killer-he stopped trouble,that was all. He wouldn’t make MORE trouble. And it was ALL NATURAL. He was never TAUGHT anything. He just knew. GREAT Dog-I sure miss him.