Dog owners love their dogs. Most people consider them as family or their children. Having own many dogs during my life time, I found like most people I had one dog that was my all-time favorite.
My favorite dog`s name was Einstein. I acquired Einstein from a private party. Don`t remember why but I got to choose the first pick of litter. The mother was a shepherd with brown and black markings. All the pups had her color markings except one. This male was a blonde color.
Watching the pups nurse, I saw him grab one of the other pups and pull them off, so he could eat. Right then I knew which dog I wanted. Selecting the blonde one, I named him Einstein.
The father was a fence jumper. They never saw him and weren`t sure what type of dog it was. But as he grew up it was concluded that dad was probably a coyote. Einstein was an amazing dog. He had some unique traits.
First, he was very quiet. If he barked, it meant someone was standing at the door. People could walk down the street. People or other animals could even walk up the sidewalk or driveway and Einstein would not make a sound. But when they got to the door, he would bark just one time to alert me that someone was there.
As an owner of dogs, I always believed in open feeding. Making sure they always had food and water, when ever they wanted it. Einstein normally ate around one or two in the morning never during the day.
Another characteristic he had was his eyes, his nickname was dead eyes. Usually with dogs, you can look at their eyes and get some kind of reading on what they are thinking or how they are feeling. But Einstein`s eyes were the same all the time. When he looked at you it was as if he was looking through you. When people first met him, they would be very cautious. People could not get reading on what he was going to do. Einstein would just look at them and go lay down someplace just across the room or down the hall. Out of the way, but close enough just in case.