I adopted my dobe, he is now 9.5, and I haven’t gotten any of the testing done to see if we have to worry. I have been preparing myself as much as you can mentally for the day when it happens.
He is a wonderful dog with a few issues mentally that we worked hard to overcome. He is as velcro as the come, has his lumps and bumps but is extremely fit and healthy. He constantly gets mistaken for a young dog. Still - I know it is coming and it breaks my heart. My valley bulldog is so attached to him, we already picked out a puppy (another valley) to start to ease her transition and because puppies keep the doberman young.
We always assumed when we lost him we would get another. It’s a hard breed to love though. Because you love them so much. I can’t go anywhere in our house without him with me. He is an annoying little brat when it’s his breakfast time but you can’t help but smile every morning when he dances. Going through your life with them knowing that they are a ticking time bomb is just too hard.
We figured the next dog we got was to be another doberman. Instead, we got another valley bulldog. Part of it was the lineage and partly I was too scared to open my heart to another. I don’t know how hard I am going to take losing him.