Alsations (German Shepherds)
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My first Boy Shepherd, Rickman, was an Alsatian German Shepherd. They were from a part of England called Alsac (not sure of the spelling) But during WW1 the British refused to recognize the name "German" Shepherds and the Sheep herders of this small province town, dunno, can't remember, took the existing German Shepherds and bread them to English Red Timber Wolves, took the pups, and any that ran away, the just let them go. Any that stayed became natural Guards for their Sheep herds against Wolves..
They are known for their size, being the largest breed of Shepherds.. Some get as big as 150lbs or even a little bigger, as I heard around 170lbs max and Rickman was Big, tall, long, and his tail was like a baseball bat if it hit you while he was wagging it in a happy manner..
Rick, and most Alsatians do not have the traditional Black Tan, and Gold markings, but mainly Black and white, some call the white silver.. No gold what so ever.. But the 3 things that set them, and Rick, apart was his size, weight 139lbs in his prime, his demeanor, loved kids, friends, but always protected the neighborhood kids from the newcomers, bully's, and any of their dogs. Rick could run 37mph.. clocked by my Datsun Truck, and lived 16 long healthy strong years..
The other 2 things were, in the sunlight, you could always see the red tipped black hairs in the right light, and his one index toe, on his left front paw stuck out further than his middle toe, like that of a wolf.. and his other paw was like traditional dog paw, where the middle toe is the longest..
Rick save my life, literally, when we both were on guard duty, and he was off taking a duty-call when I was whacked from behind, then put into a death choke hold, and was on the verge of death after my legs let go and my last conscious thought was: Jesus, what do I do now, help me Rickman.. And then I got a big gulp of air, then another and another, and when I came too, all I could see was this huge black shadow going back and forth in front of me, and when I finally focused, the attacker was laying on the ground in a semi ball, not moving, and his clothes and shirt looked like it had gone thru a garbage disposal.. Rick's hair was all up, which made him look even bigger, that one time, than I have ever seen.. The guy lived, but was arrested and taken to a hospital. Rick took out one of his elbows, one of his knee caps, and left deep purple-blue indentations on his neck and face..
I considered Rick the perfect Pocket Battle Ship.. And all my friends, his friends, even after 8yrs, and beyond, would always
say, Ls, Rick is even bigger than before.. He remained healthy and fit thru his final days.
Rick set the standard for the next 6 Shepherds that followed, and none of them ever failed that standard of excellence..
Of my 4 boys, Rickman, Cutter, RC, you see above, was both Ricks And Cutters spirit, combined. Bear was our last boy, and he was just that, a Bear to deal with, but he never let us down until his sad end, some 7 months ago.
The first 3 boys had, each, a female German Shepherd, and they all were sweethearts, but just as dedicated as the boys.
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