Doc HollidayDoc Holliday was my first Doberman.
It is because of him that I fell in love with the breed. At age 11, he died suddenly on May 17, 2005—probably from bloat. He passed before we could get him to the vet.
Doc was always smiling. He showed a gentle nature to all creatures. He loved to follow me around and stuck to my side like Velcro.
When greeting you, he would walk up and lean his head against you, his way of giving you a hug.
Sweet, devoted friend. We miss you tons.
1 comment:
Doc was such a good, sweet boy. He adored Berta. He is missed, but Kolten seems to have that same adoration for Berta, and he has kind eyes too.
Cristi
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