Name: Cheri
Born: December 16, 1996- June 17, 1998
Breed: Doberman- not registred.
Favorite toy: stuffed animals that she could destroy...
Favorite hobby: To hunt fiel- mice and lie on the sofa.
Favorite Food: EVERYTHING!
Biest friend: Gizmo & Daphne (Duck tolling retriver)
Cheri bacame angy when: She wasn´t allowed on the sofa and when somebody tried to steal her bone... 

Cheri came to us 12 weeks old and was afraid of everything. My brother found her in the yellow pages and she was delivered in a Cardboard box all the way from Skåne- Sweden.
The first thing she did was to pee on our living room carpet and we fell in love immediately!

Cheri was my first dog and I knew nothing about dog- training. 13 weeks old and she ran away from me as soon as I let her of the leash and barked at both dogs and humans.

In the spring of 1997 we decided to registere to an puppy class, it was then I met Maggan that has helped me more than I could wish for! And made me to what I am to day!

Cheri was very easily stressed and wild as a puppy and she had to train with an 30 meters long rope until she turned 4 years (train to walk loose). otherwise she hunted everything, even people on roller skates...

Later on we even started to train agility that she bacame very good at! But the first 100 competitions we where disqualifyed due to Cheri always would run out among the audience and bark just to find my mother that tried to hide herself among the crowd... But when my mother didn´t come along we even won some races!

It´s a pity that I never started to compete in tracking with her because she was extremely good at it! Cheri even got 3 first pizes in obedience class 1.

At 5 years of age she started to calm down, we later also had pain in her paws and back...
When Cheri got older she lived with my mother in Akalla- Stockholm. The only thing she did was to lay on he sofa and eat as much as she wanted...

I have learned very much from Cheri! All other dogs are angels compare to her... I don´t regret that she was my first dog but I would never had made it whitout Maggans help!!!

Cheris last day

I wish I could take back this day because it wasn´t a nice ending for my poor baby...

My mom called me and told me that she had booked time for Cheri at the veterinarian because she peed so often, she was worried that Cheri had got an urinary infection.
I toled her to call me when she was done.
Later I got a call from mom who says that Cheris got an inflammation in her matrix and had to undergo surgery immediately!
-Surgery?! 
I did not whant to put Cheri through an surgary, she was soon to be 11 years and had a lot of other problems.
But you have to understand that Cheri ment everything to her! She couldn´t even imagine her life without her!
The veterinarian had evidently told my mom that it was no poblem to operate on such an old dog. And that may be the case, if the dog is healthy and don´t have a lot of other problems! In this case can´t even walk properly, back pains and more.
I called Upplands- Väsby animal clinic and asked to talk to the veterinarian. Unfortunately he was busy but would call me back later. 
Told them to wait until I got there because I stod as the owner...

Pack my things and hasten to the animal clinic. Once I get there I talked to the veterinarian and ask him straight out if he even has looked properly at the dog before he says souch a thing!?
I ask the nurse to walk her along the corridor and then he says, well she really don´t look so good in her hind legs... In other words he hasn´t examined her properly!!! 
Then you should probebly work with something else, I told him... And then I start to curse at him and says that there will not be an operation! 

It is hard enough to her that kind of bad news about your dog, now I had to scream at the veterinarian and explain to my mom why surgery not is an option in this case...
She dicided not to talk to me instead and just said that i should do whatever i wanted with my dog...

Tried to gather new strength to this difficult decision and went for a walk to smoke before I told the nurse about my decision...

I regret sooo much that I didn´t just ask them to give her some pain killer so that we could take her home an let her fall asleep at home on the couch instead of the cold hospital floor. But everything went so quickly and I was afraid that my mom would only drag this longer if we didn´t do it right away...

Cheri takes her last breath and I can´t hold back the tears anymore, I start to cry hystericly. It felt like I didn´t get any air.
We decided to take Cheri home and bury her in my backyard. Everyone was gatherd, even the dogs got to say goodbye to her.

Now she lies there peacefully under the oak and wathes over us. My teacher and best friend.