This was my boy Rascals. He was so mellow and obedient. He was like all Great Danes, a couch potato and my best friend in the world. I was able to take him with me whenever I left the house and he was always a very good boy.
I truly miss him still today. Man, when they pass it leaves a very big hole in your heart.
RIP my boy, 11-28-14 He died two months short of 12 years old. Truthfully, I miss them ALL.
Above was Chelsea, what a sweetie. When we got her, she immediately let Rascals know she was the Queen of the house. Poor Rascals, he was so afraid of her. One day he drank out of her bowl and she went ballistic. I literally had to get between them. Yes, she drew blood. But when he died, she moped around the house for weeks, not eating and always looking at his empty bed. She died at 11+ years