It was December 2006 when I went looking for a german shepherd for my training dog. And found Sage. Runt of the litter, last of the litter. Cutest black pup ever. Part something else too, that is the challenge. He did well in puppy classes. And has turned out to be mostly calm now at 7 and a half yrs. He's also a good watchdog. From his vantage point he can see out the front, back, up the stairs and down the stairs. Any thing amiss and Sage is right on top of it. He has a special bark and circle dance for any thing amiss. I know it well and pay attention when I see and hear it. He has let me know when Rocky escaped out of his crate. And Mac. And strangers at the door. He's great and still does all his commands which we still practice. He loves, loves, loves to find biscuits thrown in the yard. He has an excellent nose and can find them even in deep snow. Love that dog.
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