Little Diablo. Photo: M. Imlay
Allow me to introduce Diablo, the latest addition to our Echo Park household.
While our entire family still very much misses Ramses — and realizes no dog can ever fill the void left by his passing — life must go on. Plus our surviving Dobie Isis desperately needs a companion, having slipped into an obvious funk over being the sole canine left in the house.
A purebred European-line Doberman, Diablo was a mere 11 weeks when he reluctantly paused from a backyard romp for this blurry closeup. One week later, he’s now pushing 23 pounds, well on his way to becoming a 110-pound heavyweight like his sire Argento.
We named the pup Diablo because he appeared to be the hell-raiser of his litter. Unfortunately, we were unaware that the movie Beverly Hills Chihuahua featured a Doberman of the same name. So much for originality… (Shows how often we get to the cineplex nowadays.)
Anyway, don’t let his innocent, wide-eyed demeanor fool you. Already Diablo is living up to his evil moniker. Extremely bright, playful and curious, he also exhibits a willful streak that’s clearly going to take some extra-patient obedience training to curb.
In addition to seeing him housebroken, I can hardly wait for Diablo to finish all his puppy shots so he can finally start exploring life in L.A. This devilish little dog is definitely raring for adventure.
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He’s cute!
At least it wasn’t the Chihuahua who was named Diablo :)