Dublin's Fable

Dublin was a cherished pet and human remains detection dog. At the very early age of 12 weeks, she proved that she would be a one of my greatest challenges. It is because of her that I was "forced" to become a dog trainer and I'm very indebted to her for that. She was extremly loyal, friendly, tough, silly, and an exceptional mother/grandmother. Dublin weighed in at 75lbs and was a very active Doberman, although she still believed she was a lap dog. She had 2 litters, both consisting of 10 pups each. In addition, she loved to "puppysit" her daughter Soleil's pups while she was taking a well needed break.

Unexpectantly, Dublin passed away Jan. 23, 2004 due to an injury she sustained while at a routine search and rescue training session. While working, she inhaled some foreign bodies that got trapped in her lungs. Unable to expel these, over the course of a week and a half, her lungs were filling with fluid. She showed no symptoms and was as active, happy, and normal as could be. The afternoon before her death, she started to have a shallow cough that we attributed to being near us as we had started to stain baseboards. The next morning, Dublin was frantically trying to catch her breath and had an erratic heartbeat. She was rushed to the vet, but unfortunately she died before treatment could take effect. Her loss was tragic and she is missed by many. True to the description of her breed, Dublin was loyal all the way to the end. Her love and devotion never faltered; that is her legacy and fable.

Dublin with her 2 kids Soleil and Neptune	Dublin alert and watchful
Dublin and puppy Soleil Christmas 1999	Dublin doing a down alert at SAR training