[Crowbob]

I've had two experiences with this. First was a beautiful, strong and intelligent Doberman, Max. Many years ago. Wonderful dog. Acquired for security for the wife and two little kids as we lived way out in the boonies. Did everything asked of him. Used to command him to sit next to me and I would throw a frisbee as hard and far as I could, give him the release and he'd catch it before it hit the ground and put it back in my hand. As often and as many times as my arm could hold out. Problem was he thought he was second in command. Wife could not control him in my absence. Broke loose from her hand and went after a visiting stranger-no injuries (no physical injuries anyway) thank God.

No matter what we tried I was alpha and he insisted he was beta. Period. One man dog. Put him down with a plot on the property which I still visit on occasion.

Second, recently, a beloved young cat (yes, a cat). Loved to swat Black-eyed Susans waving in the breeze for some reason. Disappeared suddenly for a couple days. Found her under the bed, matted, disoriented, spastic gait, and blind. Sabby would just stand in the room motionless facing the corner. Some kind of cranial vascular event the vet surmised.

I sobbed uncontrollably as she went to sleep. Black-eyed Susans are growing over her spot in the yard now. I'm sure Sabby's messing with Max as I type.