Cris, our first Doberman, was bought as a Christmas present to myself.  Although he was from Highland Kennels and a Satan's Image son, my wife and I had no intentions of showing dogs at that time, so he lived his life quietly as a valued member of our family.

    I have always suspected that Lucille wasn't too keen about owning a Doberman. However, this changed the day Cris willingly put himself between her and danger.  At 5 months of age he became her staunch protector and she was in love with him and the breed ever since that eventful day.  Cris showed his willingness to protect both Lucille and me on more occasions than I can remember.  Cris lived a long and happy life with us until the age of 12.  We miss him and will hold a special place in our hearts for him always.