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This is Baby.  She’s my 12-year-old all-natural Dobermann.
She has a tail as well as her beautiful natural ears.
We’ve been together since she was 3 months old.
She’s Bahamian.
We earned her Companion Dog title from the AKC
when she was in the midst of turning 11 years old.
That was a good thing because she got wobbly shortly after that.
Now she doesn’t walk so well, but she is a feisty member of the
Red Hat Society, and still chases after reptiles, squirrels, and men.
Just a little slower and rickety.

I love her.
I love her crooked teeth.

She’s the reason I have gotten involved in Dobermann Rescue.
She’s bright, funny, and soooo personable.

Her ears, when they perk up like this,
and they often do,
make me smile.
Baby’s song is My Funny Valentine.
She sometimes howls when it’s sung.

If she were a human, she’d be a fashion model.
She’s a Diva, which is much more tolerable and
even endearing, in a dog.  Not so much in humans.
She especially likes men.  Some women call her hussy.
Even her mustache is cute.

Below are two of my Bloopers.
This is not a Baby face.
She chops her jaws for cookies, and I snapped her mid-chop.
It really brings out the age spots on her nose.
Scary!

This one reminds me of that Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.
Not Baby.

Helen
Thankfully Baby’s mom