“Some men are child molesters.”
Funny you should mention that.
That’s how I came to have Dobermanns, in the first place.
Dear ol’ mom and dad did nothing to protect me from the weird uncle when I was 10 so I managed to get a Dobe when I was almost 14.
That dog saved my life.
“Suddenly”, the uncle “lost interest” in his weak, small prey....who was now followed around 24/7 by a dark, guardian angel.
Problem solved.
I will have at *least* one until the day I die.
I -owe- them.
“When all other friends desert, he alone, remains”
God bless you girl.....