Just for fun, since there are so many experienced dobe folk here with other big strong dog history...

Laughs in BRT, not your ordinary BRT, a 196 lb freak of nature... hellhound. (That's my 150lb newf next to him. Lol) He got a little too much of the Ovcharka genes. He wasn't prejudiced, he hated everyone. They don't do well in sport because it isn't a game to them, they aim to eliminate a threat. Siberian working lines, very, very, serious dog, nuff said. View attachment 162375View attachment 162374
Dang! My worry is that people hear "terrier" and they think of a dog that might be yappy but is easy to handle. No wonder my trainer didn't want anything to do with them. I have heard about the Ovcharka.
 
Much admiration, and would be tempted if I was in my 30's, just because... But hard pass to fit in my life nowadays!
It's still a very young breed, so like a box of chocolates, it's a crap shoot what you're going to get. There are some that are nothing more than a happy go lucky golden retriever that loves everyone and everything and to the other extreme- what we had, a dog with an extremely sharp temperament, genuinely a menace to society, and of course anything between the two extremes, including complete nerve bags.

We had a female that had a great working balanced temperament, could do it all, anything you asked for, she was game. A great dog, an easy dog, a fun dog. Training KNPV with her was great.

We did a dog cognition test on our male, scored right up there with Border Collie on intelligence and cooperation, however, one part of this test was a tell. On cooperation and taking directions, there were two cups, and you let the dog see under which cup you put the treat, and then you point to the other cup. He followed my cues and directions until this point, but he knew I was wrong and he knew better. He would always choose his own path if he believed that he knew better.

He had a sibling with the same temperament, that boy was returned to the breeder after biting the owner's face, I think he was 10 or 11 months at the time. He was inevitably PTS because no trainer can fix a sharp temperament that will bite at the drop of a hat, and no one could handle him. I lost count of how many bones I had broken and how many times my dog bit me. He mauled a family member. If he decided you were a threat, you were marked for death and that's terrifying with an animal his size with the ability to crush your skull in his jaws. He tried to rip the leg off one of our employees when they walked into our shop because someone forgot to lock the shop door. He was a dog that would die to protect me, a dog that could turn off pain receptors and chew through metal and run though broken glass to do so. Most normal people would have chosen euthanasia, we chose to move to a remote island instead, to remove him from a world he wasn't meant for. We had 11 years with our big oaf. I don't regret anything, but would not do it again and would not recommend the breed, generally speaking.
 
It's still a very young breed, so like a box of chocolates, it's a crap shoot what you're going to get. There are some that are nothing more than a happy go lucky golden retriever that loves everyone and everything and to the other extreme- what we had, a dog with an extremely sharp temperament, genuinely a menace to society, and of course anything between the two extremes, including complete nerve bags.

We had a female that had a great working balanced temperament, could do it all, anything you asked for, she was game. A great dog, an easy dog, a fun dog. Training KNPV with her was great.

We did a dog cognition test on our male, scored right up there with Border Collie on intelligence and cooperation, however, one part of this test was a tell. On cooperation and taking directions, there were two cups, and you let the dog see under which cup you put the treat, and then you point to the other cup. He followed my cues and directions until this point, but he knew I was wrong and he knew better. He would always choose his own path if he believed that he knew better.

He had a sibling with the same temperament, that boy was returned to the breeder after biting the owner's face, I think he was 10 or 11 months at the time. He was inevitably PTS because no trainer can fix a sharp temperament that will bite at the drop of a hat, and no one could handle him. I lost count of how many bones I had broken and how many times my dog bit me. He mauled a family member. If he decided you were a threat, you were marked for death and that's terrifying with an animal his size with the ability to crush your skull in his jaws. He tried to rip the leg off one of our employees when they walked into our shop because someone forgot to lock the shop door. He was a dog that would die to protect me, a dog that could turn off pain receptors and chew through metal and run though broken glass to do so. Most normal people would have chosen euthanasia, we chose to move to a remote island instead, to remove him from a world he wasn't meant for. We had 11 years with our big oaf. I don't regret anything, but would not do it again and would not recommend the breed, generally speaking.
Oh. My. Gawd.
Thank you for this context...@Nordika

Yeah. I would not even step foot on your island, much less come to the door...😉

Ok, no more well meant advice by me on "how to" strong dogs...🤣

PS: BRT and Ovcharka, yep.
Not on my old guy list for "one more big dog"...🧐
 

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