Tasha, my sister’s German Shepherd.
We’ve always been a dog family (with the occasional kitty here or there), and while we’ve had a decent variety of breeds over the years, German Shepherds seem to be a recurring trend. Tasha is the fourth (fifth?) one we’ve owned. Possibly the sixth.
German Shepherds are my comfort dogs. I may become enamored with other, prettier breeds (Malamutes and Huskies being at the top of that list), but Shepherds will always feel like “home” to me. I’m sure it’s because I grew up with one (literally — we had a Shepherd, Princess, when I was a baby and they kept coming over the years), but whatever the reason, they’ll always have a special place in my heart.
