My parents adopted Latke as a puppy about a year before I was born. She was a shepherd mix of some kind and I remember her being around a lot when I was pretty young, but she died when I was seven.
I recall that she could be walked off-leash, like I trained Sharav to do much later, and I believe that she also had weird habits with food.
It was because of Latke that I had wanted to adopt a German shepherd, but since I learned that Sharav was a Malinois, I have never stopped wondering if Latke may have been part Malinois as well. In any case, it’s no accident that Sharav and Latke looked so strikingly similar.
My mother introducing me to Latke when I was two days old. Washington DC, April 1981. Click any photo to see more.