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The one without a doberman! If you haven't read my stories of why I fell in love with the Doberman, you can read about that here (and add your own!) What Drew You To The Doberman Breed My post there explains why I'm here. Why I've stuck around for so long in addition to getting to know all the great members and their beloved dobermans, their other pets, their gardens, their family stories, through the good and the bad.
We already had two great dogs with Java and Paige. It wouldn't have been fair to them or the new puppy to bring another in at the time I fell in love with the breed, especially into an apartment. I wanted to spend time with those two and take them places. And we did. As Java and Paige were winding down into their senior years but still able to keep up with a pup, I started talking to my husband about near future plans. We now have 2.5 acres of property and are in the works of building our new home. We both agreed it was time. I was so excited that I could finally dig in. In January I started researching breeders. We were on two waiting lists (plus approved for litters from friends of our breeder). A litter or two passed us by, not enough puppies, no boys etc. Finally the time was here and we were first in line for a black and tan boy for a pedigree I really liked. South American lines on both ends with natural sharpness. I wanted a boy because I was ready to get out of having bitches (literally) as I grew up with female dogs as far as I can remember. I really wanted this to be my dog that I could do things with and I had read that typically the opposite genders tend to bond more with their owners.
Well 6 wonderful little beans were born on May 31st. 4 reds and 2 blacks. 2 boys; 1 red and 1 black! One for me!! Of course after months of waiting we had a registered name picked out and a call name. We really liked the name Rocket so my husband came up with a related registered name. We went with (Breeder name)'s Go For Launch . It was so fitting for us; finally getting the signal that we were a go for launching into owning a doberman! And I'd like to do some dock diving, too so also relatable there.
Well, a few days later I get a text from my breeder saying "You're going to kill me!!" Oh no. This was the first litter she wasn't there to supervise as the female decided to just do it on her own without her there and someone else took down the sexes. So turns out HE is really a SHE. She apologized over and over and promised she would help me find my boy. I don't fault her at all. Mistakes happen and either way I would've been told no boy! But if I wanted, I could have one of the black and tan girls, the one that was right for me and what we want to do. I talked about it with my husband, and thought about it (surprisingly quicker than I thought). I didn't want to wait for many more months (in addition to how long I've already waited!) and have my heart broken again. My husband said he'd support whatever decision (big help, ha!) but that I really liked this ped and he thinks she will bond with me. I have been talking with @JanS and she also reassured me that they aren't called velcro dogs for nothing, lol. My gut told me yes, so we're getting our own little black and tan girl!
She's 2 weeks old, not sure which one just yet as their temperaments, conformation, and drives wont show through for a few more weeks. We decided to stick with the shuttle launch/spacey theme and go with (Breeder Name)'s Houston We Have A Problem.
A cute name for a cute little story of how we ended up with our girl.
Dam
Sire
First Day
5 days old
1 week
2 weeks
We already had two great dogs with Java and Paige. It wouldn't have been fair to them or the new puppy to bring another in at the time I fell in love with the breed, especially into an apartment. I wanted to spend time with those two and take them places. And we did. As Java and Paige were winding down into their senior years but still able to keep up with a pup, I started talking to my husband about near future plans. We now have 2.5 acres of property and are in the works of building our new home. We both agreed it was time. I was so excited that I could finally dig in. In January I started researching breeders. We were on two waiting lists (plus approved for litters from friends of our breeder). A litter or two passed us by, not enough puppies, no boys etc. Finally the time was here and we were first in line for a black and tan boy for a pedigree I really liked. South American lines on both ends with natural sharpness. I wanted a boy because I was ready to get out of having bitches (literally) as I grew up with female dogs as far as I can remember. I really wanted this to be my dog that I could do things with and I had read that typically the opposite genders tend to bond more with their owners.
Well 6 wonderful little beans were born on May 31st. 4 reds and 2 blacks. 2 boys; 1 red and 1 black! One for me!! Of course after months of waiting we had a registered name picked out and a call name. We really liked the name Rocket so my husband came up with a related registered name. We went with (Breeder name)'s Go For Launch . It was so fitting for us; finally getting the signal that we were a go for launching into owning a doberman! And I'd like to do some dock diving, too so also relatable there.
Well, a few days later I get a text from my breeder saying "You're going to kill me!!" Oh no. This was the first litter she wasn't there to supervise as the female decided to just do it on her own without her there and someone else took down the sexes. So turns out HE is really a SHE. She apologized over and over and promised she would help me find my boy. I don't fault her at all. Mistakes happen and either way I would've been told no boy! But if I wanted, I could have one of the black and tan girls, the one that was right for me and what we want to do. I talked about it with my husband, and thought about it (surprisingly quicker than I thought). I didn't want to wait for many more months (in addition to how long I've already waited!) and have my heart broken again. My husband said he'd support whatever decision (big help, ha!) but that I really liked this ped and he thinks she will bond with me. I have been talking with @JanS and she also reassured me that they aren't called velcro dogs for nothing, lol. My gut told me yes, so we're getting our own little black and tan girl!
She's 2 weeks old, not sure which one just yet as their temperaments, conformation, and drives wont show through for a few more weeks. We decided to stick with the shuttle launch/spacey theme and go with (Breeder Name)'s Houston We Have A Problem.
A cute name for a cute little story of how we ended up with our girl.Dam
Sire
First Day
5 days old
1 week
2 weeks
I can't wait to see what adventures you have with your little girl 
Oh goodness, Genny, thank you for the lesson. 
Interesting enough, the FCI standard says black with tan markings! The sire is a Trotyl son. While American bred purely because of location, the litter has a lot of SA on both sides of the ped. SA lines are bred to FCI standards. So, both terms are still correct. I've been avoiding saying "black girl" largely when speaking in public. It sort of turns heads to eavesdroppers. 
No kids, yet, so when I get to talking to people about my life...they are in for a treat. "These are my kids! All 20+ of them, and different species too. 
But it sounds like you've got a good plan for keeping her busy 
I was surprised as I read along that you wanted a male, I just pictured your first Doberman to be female and somehow it all turned out that way. It’s meant to be!
