The Great Dane

I've loved with all my heart every dog that has blessed my life, but the one closest to my heart will always be Bowen, my beautiful black Great Dane.

It broke my and Bob's heart when he died, and Bob said he would never have another Great Dane because their life span is so short, and he couldn't go through that sort of heartache every 7 - 9 years.  The average life of a Dane is only 7 years, Bowen lived to 9 1/2, pretty good for a Dane, but we took really good care of him.
I've always wanted another, they truly are gentle giants, magnificent creatures, and it's an honor to have the chance to love and care for one.

The puppies especially are so unbelievably adorable they will melt your heart, they have massive feet, and coat's as soft as velvet, irresistible.   But I've decided that when I finally find a house in Atlanta rather than adopting a dog, I'm going to foster Great Danes. 

I do realize that this is going to be heart wrenchingly hard, as I will be taking the abandoned, neglected creatures into my home and nursing them back to mental and physical health, and then once they are well and healthy I'll have to hand them over to the homes found for them by the Great Dane Rescue, and that's going to be really hard, but I at the same time it will be a wonderful way of spending time with these fabulous creatures, and I will be doing something very worthwhile…

So we'll see how it goes, who knows maybe I'll get to keep one, one day!