If you’ve read UG for any time at all, you know my wife and I are dog people. And since rescuing our first Great Dane (my bestest dog ever, Angus [R.I.P, my dear canine friend]), we our now raising our third Great Dane, Bevo (now almost 6 months old and growing faster than our nation’s debt).
I can’t imagine that we’d ever own another breed now that we’ve been blessed with these gentle giants in our home and in our lives.
The Daily Mail has a fantastic article on George, the world’s biggest dog (a huge Blue Great Dane), that catches so much of the spirit of living with these giant dogs:
One of my favorite parts of the article:
All the things that make Great Danes wonderful pets — their lack of aggression and their attachment to humans — make them more emotionally sensitive than other dogs.
They need to be with their ‘pack’ at all times…
I can’t tell you how true this is…these huge, fearsome looking and truly fearless dogs are huge babies. And it’s obvious that it’s possible to “hurt their feelings” when you yell at or scold them. And where ever we are in the house? That’s exactly where the dogs are.
Plus, my lovely missus takes them everywhere. And I mean everywere — Austin is an exceptionally dog friendly city, so they go to Home Depot/Lowes, Best Buy, Barnes and Nobles, Neiman Marcus, and pretty much any restaurant that has outdoor seating/eating areas.
George is 43″ tall at the shoulders (nearly 4 feet tall), weighs ~250 lbs, and is 7 feet long. Our biggest Great Dane, Jersey (2 yrs old), is a really big dog, but just a bit bigger than average for a male Great Dane: 36″ tall at the shoulders and about 160 lbs. We think his little brother Bevo will be at least that tall if not a bit taller, but not as thick as Jersey:
We used to let Angus share our King-size bed with us, but then we ran into the same thing that George’s people did:
Eventually he [George] outgrew the single mattress we placed there for him and preferred instead the comfort of our king-sized bed — sprawling between us like some over-indulged prince while we spent half the night clinging onto the edges.
I laughed when I read that, because that is exactly what happened to us. And Angus was not nearly as large as George, and yet he still stretched from one end of our giant bed to the other. Now our two Danes and our one large Lab/Bloodhound mix (Otis, 9) each have their own giant dog beds spread around our bedroom floor.
And my wife and her giant puppy (Jersey) at our favorite joint (Angel’s Icehouse):
- 6/5/2011 -- The (not so) Daily Dog: Newest Member of our Pack (10)
- 10/3/2010 -- The (not so) Daily Dog: Perfect Day for a Nap Outside (4)
- 2/20/2012 -- The (not so) Daily Dog: Bevo and His Rediculously Big Stick (10)
- 10/2/2010 -- The (not so) Daily Dog: Blowing Spit Bubbles (3)
- 11/1/2008 -- Babysitting Apollo (8-month old Great Dane puppy) (8)