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Chase The German Shepherd Dog
Here’s a few pics and videos of Chase.
The Tale of Chase and His Half-a-Ball: A Long-Haired German Shepherd Love Story
There are dog lovers, and then there are staunch “my-dogs-are-my-co-pilots, my-shadow, my-ride-or-dies” type of dog lovers. My wife and I? Definitely the latter. And it all began with Chase, our Long-Haired German Shepherd born on 25th January 2023; a majestic and fluffy, fiercely loyal, and ridiculously stubborn dog with one very peculiar obsession: his prized possession, half-a-ball.
The Ball that Never Dies
Chase adored a particular toy above all others: a red ball. But let’s make no mistake—this is not a ball, and once it even ceased to exist. A long time ago, it did, and in fact Chase loved to fetch it—round, smooth and completely undamaged. However, now? Well, now it resembles an object of interest that has been subjected to a brutal archaeological dig. It overflows with bite marks, is disfigured beyond recognition, is in need of surgery, and quite frankly, had physics not intervened, would have ceased to exist by now.
As dutiful dog guardians, we engaged in speculative thinking. Why do we not attempt to acquire a new ball for him? Or, alternatively, how about two dozen brand new red balls that are identical to the first one? Since it was clear to us that the only issue was his lack of options. Makes sense, right?
No, not at all.
When Chase came out to play, he was greeted by several pristine new balls. Instead of running towards them like a sane dog, he sniffed them thoroughly and walked away as if he had just seen the antichrist. He didn’t even bother touching the fresh balls because at the end of the day, all he wanted was his half-ball. His one true love, the ball most people would disassociate with, is a half-chewed, nearly unrecognizable, blended piece of rubber that is coated with slobber. No other ball comes close to it.
Meet Skylar and Floppy: The Sister Duo
At this point, I am sure you have also deduced that Chase is our favorite dog in the family. For reasons that I am sure will be explained later, we can’t be normal people and leave him all by himself, hence, we got him two sisters. Now Chase was born on January 25, 2023, and so were his new sisters, making him a year older than the two. We surely love a good symmetric story.
Floppy most accurately describes the look of confusion, her ears thrown in different directions, give her a quirky, cartonish look style that can be also described as outright unique. Together with Skyler, who serves as the more excitement-driven dog, they have singlehandedly changed Chase’s life for the better, but the worst for Chase’s owners. The sweetest part? The lovely, heart-melting chaos they create while together.
The Three Musketeers (And Their Chauffeur—Me)
These three are a tight-knit group, and it is amusing to note that they would take my job if given the chance. They sit in the front row of the car when we go for rides together, which is a must. It gets pretty crowded because Chase assumes the shotgun role, while Skylar and Floppy scrunch up at the back like two misbehaved toddlers on a family trip.
As I am idling at stoplights, Chase scans the pedestrians and judges every single person’s life decisions while Sklyar and Floppy use the chance to bark at random objects. It is hard to get any gas without an event happening either. Whenever I leave the car unattended, all three dogs treat me like I am abandoning them and press their noses on the window as I step away until I come back.
The Ball Conspiracy Continues
With the arrival of two new sisters, one would assume that Chase would loosen up over the ball. Chase doesn’t share, nor does he seem inclined to. Everyone is baffled along with Skylar and Floppy because they are unaware of his bizarre dedication to the mangled ball. Those two other dogs would much rather chase the new red balls, which frustrates Chase to no end as he sits and perpetually observes the younger dogs, shaking his head in disbelief.
Now and then, Floppy makes an attempt to capture Chase’s half-ball to try understanding the excitement surrounding it, which is always an awful decision. Chase always gets it back with all the fervor of a person who is safeguarding the final piece of pizza at a party.
Life with The Trio
Our lives now center around three enormous, cute, spoiled, and incredibly funny dogs. Some bone of contention includes but is not limited to:
✅ Chase still not accepting the fact that his ball is not a ball anymore.
✅ Skylar being the main culprit of mischief.
✅ Floppy attempting to act like a baffled potato.
✅ All of them fighting for a ride in the car as if the car belongs to them.
We would not want it any other way.
So, if you ever spot a car zooming past with three extravagant Long Haired German Shepherds- one inconspicuously gripping a half-ball in his mouth while the other two stare in perplexment- you now have an idea as to who we are.
And if by chance you have a chewed up, barely recognizable red ball that is too damaged for any normal person to use, then to you Chase may just consider you his best pal.
P.S. Your guess is as good as mine on how we can convince Chase to replace the beloved trinket he keeps with a brand new, whole red ball. It’s safe to assume that whatever he has will remain. 🐾
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Chase wants to play with his ball. https://www.facebook.com/share/r/Hb5P7Cu6nxm3TWrM/?mibextid=D5vuiz
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Here’s Chase and Bruno fetching the ball. Chase is the German Shepherd dog, and Bruno is the little 3-pound fat teacup Yorkie with stumpy legs who thinks he’s a German Shepherd also. Bruno got in trouble for wondering before I got both of them in. 😍😂
Chase and Bruno: The Ultimate Fetch Showdown
In my opinion, nothing is funnier than the old-fetch competitions between Chase, our strikingly beautiful German shepherd, and Bruno, our tiny Yorkie. When I say tiny, I mean he’s three pounds, has stubby legs, and a rotund belly, but swears he’s a German Shepherd too.
Surprisingly enough, even with the massive difference in size, Bruno has this wild imagination where he thinks he is as strong, fast, and powerful as Chase. When it comes to chasing after the ball, he is not passive at all—he is an active participant in the chase.
The Fetch Battle Begins
I am fully convinced that seeing is more eliquent than hearing. Try picturing me, standing right in the middle of the yard with Chase in my sight. I hold his beloved ball, that has become more to him than what it actually is. To Chase it is a fine achievement eating aside from has a couple of bars, what he cherishes over any other ball. Chase is already in my sight, the full 110 pounds of Chase is set like a bowstring (believe me, this comes from experience). Trust me when I say his level of concentration is something else.
In comparison to Chase, Bruno looks positively ludicrous right now. He is a fluffball that weighs 3 pounds with legs so small that when he stands up his stomach is almost kissing the ground. But that does not change the fact that he thinks he is a top-tier athlete. Not even a little. He’s so happy that he looks like a kernel of corn ready to explode, doing tiny bunny hops. He is practically begging Chase to a race he has no chance of winning.
I threw the ball.
Chase Outrageous
Chase’s muscles rip through his fur as he darts ahead. His unmatched determination allows him to leap 10 feet with each stride as if he is some rescue dog getting ready to save a life and needs to get to the ball.
Then there is Bruno.
Even with all the gas he had in his tank, Bruno proved to be equally effective. His little legs started moving as quickly as possible, but he just stayed in one spot.
Chase was already halfway back to me with the ball when Bruno’s speed and momentum kicked in, which took five seconds.
But does he throw in the towel? Not a chance. Bruno is a true warrior.
He runs as fast as his tiny three pound body can go in order to complete the fetch…even if it is already over.
Bruno’s Bold Move
With a look of sheer victory, Chase marches over to me, ball in his mouth. He drops it at my feet, marking the beginning of the next round. However, before I could pick it up, Bruno unexpectedly shows up, five minutes late with heavy pants after completing a fetch of his own.
Bruno does not acknowledge that the game has moved on.
Bruno claims victory over having no clue where he is, saying “I was here first.” With unparalleled boss-like confidence, he walks over to me, mouth agape, fully believing he fetched the ball while I look at him in a state of disbelief.
“Are you serious right now?” Chase thinks to himself.
In that moment, I decided to play the part because as much as he thought “the trick” was well done, on the contrary, the confidence was fantastic. So I assure him saying “good job buddy” patting him lightly on the back and he flies his mini chest as if he just slay a dragon.
Bruno Gets Into Trouble
For some reason, this isn’t funny enough and so Bruno decides to take it a step further. After I finish my marathon fetch reading, I attempt to bring them inside the house. Chase, my German Shepherd, obediently walks into the house like the good dog he is.
What about Bruno?
Bruno has a different plan.
Instead of following us, he seems to wander off and play a game of self-detective with his nose on the ground like a rebellious teenager.
I call him. Nothing.
I try calling him once more. He decides to actively ignore me and pretend to be deaf.
Then I see him in the distance. He is still sniffing and waddling around in circles as the game clearly seems to have ended a long time ago. He believes that he is free and has the independence to stroll around freely like a wild untamed wolf except he is in fact a three pound teacup Yorkie with stumpy legs.
At this point, I march over to him and pick him up like a toddler refusing to leave the playgroun. For a second he gives me the biggest side eye of all time clearly not believing that I had decided to step in in the middle of his monumental expedition.
The Aftermath
Right off the bat, Chase bolts for the door, all poised and proper as usual. At the same time, now we have Bruno, the true champion of our leisurely walk—or at least 1% of it, as he tends to put a little too much drama into everything—and I swear he is gasping for air, just like someone running a marathon.
I have to say, my wife and I share a laugh as Bruno thinks he triumphed today if only for a moment.
What’s the Verdict?
Chase is clearly the triathlete.
Bruno is a triathlete in the making, but not in the real world.
Bruno will find a way to become the troublemaker in the house.
Confidence overrules everything, even if you decide not to fetch the ball.
And in the end, the number one that stands out? He may not be a big dog by any means, but Bruno certainly thinks he is a hundred-pound German shepherd at heart. 💪🐶
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Here’s another cute video of Chase getting ready to go outsideto play fetch with his ball. Chase is always 💯 to go outside and play ball. He lives for that.
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I had a black, short haired Shepard, Nero. I love my dogs, had a Husky, and various mutts. My lab now is 12 years old and the smartest of all my dogs, he reads me. I plan to get a Doberman when we move, and ambe another mutt.
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Doberman Pinschers, often simply called “Dobermans,” are a breed of domestic dog known for their intelligence, strength, and loyalty. Here’s a closer look:
- Origin: Developed in the 1890s in Apolda, Germany, by Karl Friedrich Louis Dobermann, a tax collector who wanted a protective dog.
- Physical Traits:
- Size: Large; males 26-28″, females 24-26″ tall
- Weight: Males 75-100 lbs, females 60-90 lbs
- Short, smooth coat; black, red, blue, or fawn with rust markings
- Traditionally cropped ears and docked tail, but natural look is gaining popularity
- Temperament:
- Highly intelligent, ranks as the 5th smartest dog breed
- Loyal and protective of their family
- Alert and fearless, making excellent guard dogs
- Can be aloof with strangers but not typically aggressive
- Energetic and need plenty of exercise
- Training:
- Highly trainable due to intelligence
- Need firm, consistent training from a young age
- Excel in obedience, agility, and protection work
- Early socialization is crucial
- Health:
- Lifespan: 10-12 years
- Prone to certain issues: cardiomyopathy, von Willebrand’s disease, hip dysplasia
- Regular vet checks recommended, especially for heart health
- Historical Roles:
- Originally bred for personal protection and police work
- Served in both World Wars as message carriers, sentries, and rescue dogs
- Today: police, military, therapy, and companion dogs
- Exercise Needs:
- High energy; require at least an hour of vigorous activity daily
- Great jogging or hiking companions
- Grooming:
- Low maintenance; short coat needs occasional brushing
- Regular nail trimming and ear cleaning
- Living Space:
- Adaptable to apartments if well-exercised
- Best with a yard to run and play
- Family Life:
- Good with children when raised together
- Tend to bond closely with one family member
- Not always good with other pets, especially same-sex dogs
- Pop Culture:
- Featured in movies like “Resident Evil” and “True Lies”
- Often portrayed as aggressive, which has hurt their reputation unfairly
- Notable Owners:
- William Randolph Hearst
- Marlon Brando
- Kurt Russell
Dobermans combine brains, beauty, and bravery. With proper training and care, they’re not just protective guardians but loving, loyal companions. Their “tough guy” image doesn’t do justice to their affectionate nature with their families.
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I had a German Short Haired Pointer when I was a kid and they were very friendly dogs. Could never be a guard dog. Was a runner because of the hunting breed. Labrador Retrievers and Golden Retrievers are great natured dogs and friendly. Love the water and swimming. Doberman Pinschers are one of the most beautiful dogs on the planet. Love the cropped ears, black and tan, rust and tan, and the blue. The big head German bloodline Doberman Pinschers are smart, loyal, easy to train, and great protectors of their master and family. Great with kids and very protective. Very easy to train.
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All my life I had short-haired German Shepherd dogs until ten years ago where I fell in love with long-coat German Shepherd dogs. German Shepherd Dogs (GSDs) come in two distinct coat types: short-haired and long-coat. Both are purebred GSDs but have different physical attributes and care needs.
Short-Haired GSDs:
- Coat: Double-layered, dense, close-lying
- Undercoat: Thick, providing insulation
- Shedding: Heavy, especially twice a year
- Weather: Better suited for warmer climates
- Grooming: Less frequent brushing needed
- Standard: Meets AKC breed standard
- Show Dogs: Typically preferred in show rings
Long-Coat GSDs:
- Coat: Longer, softer outer coat
- Ear Tufts: Often have fluffy ears
- Shedding: Still heavy, but less noticeable
- Weather: Better in cold climates
- Grooming: Need more brushing to prevent matting
- Standard: Previously faulted in AKC standard
- Popularity: Growing in pet homes
Similarities:
- Same size, structure, temperament
- Both highly intelligent, trainable
- Equal work capabilities (police, service)
- Similar health issues (hip dysplasia)
The choice often comes down to personal preference in appearance and grooming commitment. Both make excellent companions and working dogs.
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Certain breeds like German Shepherd dogs, Doberman Pinschers, Labrador Retrievers, Golden Retrievers, Austrian Shepherds, Border Collies, don’t need formal training. They pick things up on their own. They are naturally smart.
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Chase, Gunner, and Missy went grocery shopping and of course Chase needs to be the jackass of the afternoon. I loaded the groceries and need to get into the drivers seat so we can leave the grocery store and he would not move. He’s really acting like he’s the human and I am the dog. Finally I told him let’s play fetch in the parking lot and he moved. He was pissed when he found out he had to get back in the rear door right away.
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Here’s a 25 second video clip of Chase
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