Our Rex, a Münsterländermix!

Because after the death of my Rexle, it was not corresponded to my desire for a dog I had already prophesied as a child constantly that I would buy a dog from my first content. Now it was the right time. Ralph and I looked around in the animal home of Freiburg. A small münsterländermix made attentive by barking and hopping high on himself. We experienced still that he was found nearly dead in an accident, whose victims were dead all. The veterinary surgeons had to treat it for a long time, to bring his left rear leg in order again. More remarkable there already was, that the dog had a low-cut scar around the lip. Someone must have tied up it its muzzle with wire. The formalities were fast completed and we drove together home.
There all hell had broken loose! My parents were speechless and sour, because I had purchased a dog. But Rex now, as he was called natural (see report Rex 1), was such a lovely dog that he the hearts all conquered soon. Nevertheless the time was quite stress . I got not rarely to feel that my dog had behaved badly. Our Rex was only one year old buddy and had to be educated.
But soon we are rather limited there. What ever this dog had experienced before, he remained incalculable opposite other ones. Despite many patient attempts, with food and favourite toy nothing changed. For a long time he was friendly to our visitors, but then he suddenly bite to them. So nothing different remained for us, to lock him up when visitors came.
This did not change also after we had married and live in our first common dwelling. We had established ourselves specially because of the dog in the rural space. Like that it was possible for us despite professional activity to go much with him. Daily lunch time was sacrificed the walking!
If the behavior disturbance would not have been, we would have the perfect dog: Always gloss skin, up to a small car accident no diseases. There was only a mistake. Rex was always hungry. If we wanted to experience a harvest in the garden, we were not allowed to leave it from the eyes. Radishes,carrots , raspberries, even blackberry exercised an uncommon attraction to him. Apples and corn cops were never safe before him. The corn cops it got himself from the field, which the farmer not allowed.
When I came at home from birth , Rex was the first who was allowed to welcome our newborn son Thomas. Extensively he was nosed and checked, felt obviously for good. As long as he could not crawl, we did not need to make himself concerns. Only then it became stress. After the birth of Michael, our old uncle had very much supported us with the walking by dog . Thus Rex was much together with him on the way and completely adapted. Both were then hard of hearing and a little bit crazy. Hardly at home, the dog in the attic heard, if we unpacked a bar of chocolate in the ground floor. There was nothing from possibly hard hearing appearances to feel. When the children had achieved now the age to go to kindergarden and so other children would come to us, also the uncle died. After arrangement with the veterinary surgeon unfortunately we had to decided that our Rex have to die. For both, the physician and me, it was a difficult decision. But Rex were not able to live with other people and for children he was simply too dangerously. It died then in my arms.
I believe, we should not get this dog from animal home because we were finally inexperienced.
But the memory remained for a prima buddy, who was always a protection to us.