Diablo, age 1.
Back in August this blog introduced Diablo, “my cute little puppy from hell.”
Mischievous and troublesome from the moment he arrived home, the black-and-tan Dobie was a replacement for my irreplaceable red Doberman, Ramses, who died much too young this past summer. (To this day, I still miss him.)
“Little Diablo” hailed from a European sire who weighed in at 110 pounds, so the new pup was destined to become the new Big Dog of the house. Sure enough, here he is pausing from a first-birthday training romp at Pasadena’s Rose Bowl Park, already pushing 90 pounds. Huge as he is, though, Diablo still hasn’t filled out his paws — much to the chagrin of Isis, my demur little 70-pound black-and-tan female, age 7.
Happy first birthday, my big demon pup! Here’s to the many more life adventures that lay ahead!
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Great site Mike!