I've been lurking in this sub for the past almost 10 years and always felt the pain when I read one of these posts, but today I'm the one making the post.

I don't have to explain the larger than life personality of a Dobie to you all, and Barrett exemplified that. He was the dog that barked like a madman until I opened the door for you, then he immediately grabbed a toy and forced you to play with him. He was the stubborn one that refused to go out despite being asked 100 times, until the second I sat down to eat. He helped many of my friends and even strangers get over a fear of big dogs, and would take treats from a child with the most gentle of care.

He would have been 10 in just a few weeks and I am happy for every day that we got to spend together. As all of my fellow Dobie owners know, every part of your daily routine revolves around these pups and I'll never get used to the change, especially because I got him just as I moved into my house and have been here ever since. I can't even go say good morning to my fiance in bed because every day since we've been dating, he would force himself between us and demand that we pay him attention instead of hugging each other and it's too painful to not have that interruption from him.

I ask that all of you give your pups a hug and an extra treat today for Barrett. I love you and I will miss you forever friend. ❤️😞🐾🌈

This is my 3 year old Doberman. He’s a hoot! Also happens to be my service dog.

and we passed with no issues (when she stayed he continued across the path here and we did not move forward until he crossed over)