[GH85Carrera]

It is so much on the dog's desire to please you. I used to have a doberman that adopted me. She just showed up on my front porch, and that was her favorite place in the world for some reason. She was very smart and learned quickly. When I would mow the front yard, she would be right there at the gate. At first I had to snap my fingers to get her to sit, after a few times she would run up, and sit waiting for my release. I would push the mower to the front yard and snap my fingers, like a streak she ran to the front porch and watched. I could stop and have to empty the bag in the compost pile in the back yard and she sat in place on the porch. When I shut down the mower and was done, white me doing anything she knew to go to the back yard.

All the neighborhood knew her in short order. She loved tennis balls and the kids would bring over a few and play in the back yard and she would run like the happiest dog ever. The kids leave, and she would sleep for a while and was ready to go again. She was a great dog. I still miss Betty.