Owners: The Saar Family, Robert, Danalee, Beverly, Beckie & Bruce
Doc was given to my Mom, Danalee, by the Vet, Dr. Leon Adams, that put Gaman to sleep. After Gaman, Mom said "No More Dogs". The Day my little brother Bruce started school, she called Dr. Leon Adams who by this time was our neighbor. He had a Dachshund in the office that someone had brought in to be put own for some imagined skin problem. He gave "Doc" to my Mom.
He was my best friend, how I love that dog. He did not stay in a fence but ran the neighborhood, as was common at the time, fathering several litters. Romance must run in the family! He was a friend to all.
Doc was one of those dogs that could smell very well. We would try to trick him by putting a treat in an obscure place. That was no problem for him. He did, however, hate green peas. We would mix them into his food and when he was done, the peas would all be lying at the bottom of the bowl.
He was hit by a car while I was in college. My grandfather was a dentist and went by the nickname Doc. When I told my friends that Doc had died they were extremely sorrowful. I realized my mistake and we had a tearful laugh.
Doc was given to my Mom, Danalee, by the Vet, Dr. Leon Adams, that put Gaman to sleep. After Gaman, Mom said "No More Dogs". The Day my little brother Bruce started school, she called Dr. Leon Adams who by this time was our neighbor. He had a Dachshund in the office that someone had brought in to be put own for some imagined skin problem. He gave "Doc" to my Mom.
He was my best friend, how I love that dog. He did not stay in a fence but ran the neighborhood, as was common at the time, fathering several litters. Romance must run in the family! He was a friend to all.
Doc was one of those dogs that could smell very well. We would try to trick him by putting a treat in an obscure place. That was no problem for him. He did, however, hate green peas. We would mix them into his food and when he was done, the peas would all be lying at the bottom of the bowl.
He was hit by a car while I was in college. My grandfather was a dentist and went by the nickname Doc. When I told my friends that Doc had died they were extremely sorrowful. I realized my mistake and we had a tearful laugh.
Owners: The Saar Family, Robert, Danalee, Beverly, Beckie & Bruce
Doc was given to my Mom, Danalee, by the Vet, Dr. Leon Adams, that put Gaman to sleep. After Gaman, Mom said "No More Dogs". The Day my little brother Bruce started school, she called Dr. Leon Adams who by this time was our neighbor. He had a Dachshund in the office that someone had brought in to be put own for some imagined skin problem. He gave "Doc" to my Mom.
He was my best friend, how I love that dog. He did not stay in a fence but ran the neighborhood, as was common at the time, fathering several litters. Romance must run in the family! He was a friend to all.
Doc was one of those dogs that could smell very well. We would try to trick him by putting a treat in an obscure place. That was no problem for him. He did, however, hate green peas. We would mix them into his food and when he was done, the peas would all be lying at the bottom of the bowl.
He was hit by a car while I was in college. My grandfather was a dentist and went by the nickname Doc. When I told my friends that Doc had died they were extremely sorrowful. I realized my mistake and we had a tearful laugh.
Doc was given to my Mom, Danalee, by the Vet, Dr. Leon Adams, that put Gaman to sleep. After Gaman, Mom said "No More Dogs". The Day my little brother Bruce started school, she called Dr. Leon Adams who by this time was our neighbor. He had a Dachshund in the office that someone had brought in to be put own for some imagined skin problem. He gave "Doc" to my Mom.
He was my best friend, how I love that dog. He did not stay in a fence but ran the neighborhood, as was common at the time, fathering several litters. Romance must run in the family! He was a friend to all.
Doc was one of those dogs that could smell very well. We would try to trick him by putting a treat in an obscure place. That was no problem for him. He did, however, hate green peas. We would mix them into his food and when he was done, the peas would all be lying at the bottom of the bowl.
He was hit by a car while I was in college. My grandfather was a dentist and went by the nickname Doc. When I told my friends that Doc had died they were extremely sorrowful. I realized my mistake and we had a tearful laugh.
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