Got up early with mom, because we decided on a not-so-whimsical idea that we wanted to get a new puppy. We traveled up to Whited KP something in Tallmadge, and found our Maya--Maya Von Whittenheim the Doberman. She was the last of her litter, the reject with little scars on her forehead from her mean brothers and sisters.
She's well-bred with natural ears (though Russ wants them docked), sired from the world champion in Germany and an imported dobbie from Italy.
Brought her home, then spent another five hours at Malone finishing the Mexico video. Spent the evening with Connie and Maya.
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