We are two passionates of the German Shepherd Dog breed and in 2006 we joined forces to promote the dogs from working lines, following the selection criteria found in the former German Democratic Republic and the former Czechoslovakia. We just joined forces in the recent years, although we entered the world of the GSD since the early ‘80s. Nica Nicolaie had the privilege of working with dogs from the former frontier guard troops and he is currently working at the Border Patrol. Renowned dog training schools, such as Ciorani (disbanded in 2005) and the one from Sibiu also left their mark in Nicu’s experience.

Nicu, Rex & Faleza - June 31, 1985

       It all started in 1978, back then I was 10 and I used to play in the nearby woods on summer vacations, along with other children from the neighborhood. The city where I was born and I grew up is a small mountain town : Moinesti, Bacau county, and has large forested areas. Our playground was Magura hill. To reach that hill, we had to walk by the militia building. Besides it’s headquarters was a big flat land, which the officer who had a dog used it for training. One June day, we had gathered a gang of about 9 kids and we went to play on Magura hill. When we reached the training ground, I saw the officer with the GSD named ‘Lino’. We stopped to see what he was doing and I was totally impressed by what this man could do with Lino. The dog jumped over 2 meters tall fences, was crawling on command and stood still when the officer throwed firecrackers near him in order to get used to explosions. At one point he called us all to him and put us in line, a distance of about 1 meter apart. We then each took off a shoe and put them in a pile. Then the officer let Lino sniff us, and after that sent the dog to retrieve our shoes and he properly elected each kid’s shoe, without any mistake! After completing this exercise, the officer took one child’s jacket and gave it to Lino to sniff. With the same precision, Lino then indicated the owner of the jacket. From that moment on, I was fascinated and every time I saw an officer with his dog on the streets I walked near him admiring the dog and of course keeping a safe distance.

       In 1979 I was again fortunate to see and interact with a police dog. My parent’s house, in Buzau county, was rented to an officer which had a dog. A female named ‘Faleza’. I spent more then half of the summer vacation admiring the qualities of this dog. In 1985 I had my first purebred German Shepherd Dog. It was a female and I named her ‘Faleza’, in remembrance of the one who made my dream vacation. Faleza came from working police dogs. My brother was working at the Miltia back then and when the service female gave birth I was given a puppy from that litter. I started to take care of Faleza, at the time using a training guide from Militia. I was so interested that I manually copied the entire guide, writing it until after midnight. Back then you weren’t allowed to have official books that belonged the department. Faleza, like most dogs from Militia at the time, came from grandparents and grand-grandparents brought from Czechoslovakia and GDR. She had outstanding qualities, was very keen, brave and possesed strong defensive instincts. Because of these qualities, after she reached the age of one year I gave her to my brother to use her in service. Thus, in the fall of 1986, my brother detained an offender in a cornfield. Actually, Faleza was the one who did all the immobilization work. All in support of this girl, my brother did a great work in the law enforcement, until 1987 when Faleza ‘left’ us.


       In 1985 my best friend brought a German Shepherd Dog, Rex. He belonged to a police major. The dog was of average height, but solid. He was very agile but especially very though. So me and Stefan began to work the dogs, using the guide book from the militia. I must admit that like any rookie, we made frequently mistakes, but the dogs were so good that they didn’t remained ‘marked’ by our errors. In 1986 Stefan is taken into the army (the Navy) and Rex is left in my care. One evening in December ’86 I was walking with Rex on a dimly lit street. I used to keep him permanently with the muzzle in order to avoid any problems with people around us. For once, a fairly robust individual, waring a thick jacket came to Rex and kicked him in the stomach. I wanted to ask for explanations but the guy attacked me as well and tried to hit me. Seeing this, I called Rex and gave him the order to attack. He pounced without hesitation to the guy struggling with him in a melee manner. Finnaly I gave him the order to let go and the abuser took advantage of that time and ran away. Rex, along with Faleza, gave me a great confidence in adolescence, I had the trust to walk at any time of the day or the night in any area of the city, without the slightest fear.

Nicu & Rex

         In ’85 I also bought Tarzan, a former police dog. Tarzan was a typical patrol dog. Some way bigger and more massive than Rex, Tarzan impressed me very much by his way of guarding the yard. The perimeter he was on, absolutely no stranger could be. To get the money to buy Tarzan I worked all the summer of ’85 on a vegetables farm near Bacau. In Moinesti, in the ‘80s there were about 6 German Shepherd Dogs that came from military units and were held by private individuals. We often used to get together and took them in the forest. I don’t want to exaggerate, but at that time I thought that fear is characteristic only to human beings and not to dogs. The GSDs I saw and the ones I had during that period of time and even later impressed me first by their courage. In ’87 I went to the army, Interior Ministry, Security Troops -TSM. There I also saw a few dogs, of which most attracted me Tars – a black GSD who belonged to a noncommissioned officer who was patrolling at night. One of our missions as TSM soldiers was to accompany the night shift patrol officers. My commanders, knowing my passion for dogs always planned the service so that I could be on the shift with Tars. In fact, the whole night I was the one holding the leash. Tars was a hard, typical patrol dog. When we stopped certain groups for legitimation, Tars stood tense like he knew everything that was going on. When we go and ‘sweep’ notorious neighborhoods in town, we always took Tars with us. We used to go directly through riotous groups and ‘cleared’ the area. Back then we could afford this things, the law was always on our side and there was no problem if Tars sometimes slammed a individual. After I finished the army, in January 1989, I choosed a military career for the rest of my life. In 1992 I graduated the Officers School and I was assigned to the Border Patrol where I still work today. Here I had the opportunity to see a lot of GSDs that were used by border patrol guards. All through the proffesion I did some training courses at Ciorani training school and Sibiu as well.

Faleza, Rex, Tarzan, Sultan, Tars and many other GSDs from the ‘80s made me believe in this breed. This dogs, through their dedication, courage and many other qualities made me a follower of the GSD’s selection based on the grounds of character first and not considerations of beauty and shows.

Thank God he gave me this passion and also the possibility that through my profession, to stand between dogs almost permanently.

Nicolaie Nica

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