Our Doberman Banner

by Barb
(Finleyville, PA)

Life was so bad for my son and I after we lost our Banner. I asked my vet's wife if I could walk one of her Dobes and she agreed.

I walked the Dobe Grisham for a couple weeks. One day I went in to the office to walk Grisham, and said to her "I need another Dobe." She said she was just getting ready to call me, but was undecided.

We live near Pittsburgh. She said there was a Dobe in a shelter in Erie, Pennsylvania, but she didn't know too much about it. It was a blue Dobe.

I got home, called the shelter, and my son and I went to the shelter and brought Ben home with us.

I told my son Ben was not a replacement, but a different dog. Banner's picture is still on the mantel. Many times I've told her I loved her so much and needed another friend.

Ben is the perfect dog. Banner wasn't, that was what was fun about her. I tell her picture "I miss you and there will never be another like you.

Ben is not a replacement, just a Dobe who needed a home and went to a home that needed a Dobe." Bittersweet moment.

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Good for You!
by: Janey's Dad

We did the same thing. No apologies needed to Banner. It was because he set such a high standard to you, that you wanted something similar.

After losing our precious Janey, I went on adopt-a-pet and searched for a mixed breed that resembled her. We found our new little girl (rescue dog from Tennessee) and while we still miss Janey, Priya gives us much joy in our lives.

Many people will tell you a dog is made up of many spirits from past dogs. I'm willing to bet Banner will have a positive influence on Ben.

Good luck!

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