The wooden barn-like structure smelled of cedar and dog. We were led first through a half-door, the top being held back with a blue bungee. I spotted some young dogs that were not Dobermans. I didn’t know what they were, but they were all a soft fawn color with wide heads, pendulant ears and droopy faces. One beautiful little female came toward me eagerly and stood, placing her front paws on top of the worn wood rail. She was nearly three feet tall! As I reached into the kennel and touched her smooth, soft coat, the affectionate little girl leaned heavily into my hand and nearly closed her eyes in a look of ecstacy. I was totally smitten.