My father travelled quite a bit when I was growing up so subsequently, my mom, sister, and I were alone a lot of the time. Our dog, Duke (didn't everyone have a "Duke" growing up?) knew and loved everyone in the neighborhood. One afternoon, a door-to-door salesman came to the door. As soon as my mom opened the door, the dog got in front of her, barring his teeth and growling. After trying to get the dog to get out of the way and stop growling, she told the man she didn't know what was wrong with the dog, but she was going to have to close the door. The next afternoon the "salesman" was arrested breaking into a house down the block!! God, how I love these dogs! Lori Stewart San Diego ============================================================================ POST is Copyrighted 2004. All material remains the property of the original author and of GSD Communication, Inc. NO REPRODUCTIONS or FORWARDS of any kind are permitted without prior permission of the original author AND of the Showgsd-l Management. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ALL PERSONS ARE ON NOTICE THAT THE FORWARDING, REPRODUCTION OR USE IN ANY MANNER OF ANY MATERIAL WHICH APPEARS ON SHOWGSD-L WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF ALL PARTIES TO THE POST AND THE LIST MANAGEMENT IS EXPRESSLY FORBIDDEN, AND IS A VIOLATION OF LAW. VIOLATORS OF THIS PROHIBITION WILL BE PROSECUTED. For assistance, please contact the List Management at admin@xxxxxxxxxxxx VISIT OUR WEBSITE - http://www.showgsd.org ============================================================================