Big Dogs in My Life

by Denice Moffat | Vet Stuff

I swore I would never have a big dog in my house. When my sister and her husband first got their huge Doberman, Big Red, we all fell in love with him, especially my five-year-old daughter, Kami. I like Big Red–as long as he lived in somebody else’s house. I could imagine a fluffy little lapdog in my old age, perhaps. But not a big dog, ever. Then a terrible thing happened. Big Red was dognapped.