Dog Days of Summer

I am a dog person. I've owned several mutts, a Blue Tick Coon Hound, a Bull Terrier and four Great Danes. Or rather, they owned me. Right now we have three Great Danes in our casa. Allow me to introduce them.

Goblin is a 170 pound merle with golden eyes who was abused by a man, which means he is terrified of all men, which means he is terrified of me sometimes. Even after five years he still shivers and shakes. He's 7 yrs old.

Left to Right -Ghost, Goblin, Yvonne and Ghoulie

Ghost is a 120 pound white with blue eyes. She's deaf. She was set on fire when she was six months old and has a large scar by her front leg. Now she's 5 yrs old and other than being ravenous at mealtime, she's well adjusted, and as ditsy as can be.

Ghoulie is our newest. She's a 100 pound 10 month old puppy. She's white as well. And she is as blind as a Ray Charles bat. We just got her 4 weeks ago after a 4000 mile road trip in 5 days to Charlotte. Now, when she'd not sleeping in the crate, she's being watched by either Von or me. I spend about 3 hours every night repeated the words, watch it, no, and stop about 50,000 times. She is the canine equivalent of a toddler... a toddler on a hotplate. For she will leap wildly at anything and anyone who makes a noise near her.

I am relearning patience. I am enjoying the love of this new dog. I am also trying not to laugh when she runs into the wall. It's not funny. Not really. Well. maybe a little bit. Still, I try not to laugh.  Just so you know.