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Location: Canada
Joined: Mar 2013
Posts: 1,257
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A Formal Introduction (long story)
I'm relatively still new here so I thought i'd share my boys with you guys.
This is my boy Hank. He's going to be 7 in April and I got him when he was 2 years old. I believe he was neglected as he grew up because he's very fearful of a lot of things and new people. He's also got some orthopedic problems with his front legs. He was looking for a home and I knew it would be very hard to find a home for him, so I took him in.
This is my boy Tynan. I know he doesn't look it but his mom is a Saint Bernard and his dad is a yellow lab. While he got most of the physical lab genes, he has a lot of characteristics of a Saint Bernard too. He's protective of his family, only when warranted. He's not a fighter in the least but makes it well known he doesn't like his family to be bothered by rude dogs or whatever animals are lurking in the dark (we live on a farm in a rural area), usually by body blocking. He is my heart dog and my shadow. He is 3 years old. His nick name is Whistle Pig because he likes to whine a lot. It's his language, very different than the norm with the incredible ranges he can get too.
This is my boy Timber. We suspect he's an Anatolian Shepherd cross. I got him when he was approx. 4 months old. He was dumped out of a car way up north. He probably wouldn't have survived the night since all the bears and wolves were gorging themselves for the winter. Thankfully he was dumped on the same road as the woman who runs the rescue I volunteer for. As soon as they were able to catch him, she knew he would be mine. Needless to say I failed at fostering him. He is now 2 years old. He is also my heart dog and my shadow. He is a very stable dog but you don't want other dogs to mess with him. He is very strong and surprisingly agile. His nick name is Teddy Bear Dog.
This is my boy Dallas. He is a Great Dane/Saint Bernard cross. He is 3 years old. I got him from a rescue down in the States. I suspect he wasn't raised all that well because he was a very nervous dog when he came here, especially with meeting new people. He is still afraid of children and will make it obvious he is uncomfortable. I find it odd because he lived with a little boy. Who knows what happened to Dallas. Now he loves meeting new people. His nick name is Grumble Pig because the louder he grumbles while being petted, the happier he is. He has a weird way of communicating, eventually we got used to his language. He is also my heart dog and my shadow.
This is my boy Lincoln. He's a Great Pyrenees/Bernese Mountain Dog cross. He's my husbands dog, he had him from before we met. I love him, but totally not my kind of dog. He's good as gold for the right person (my husband), but not biddable enough for me. His nick name is Muppet dog because of his crazy fur. He is 4 years old.
And last but not least my little man Peluche. I got him last year at 14 years old. His ridiculous owners had the audacity to leave him outside 24-7 all year round. He's a small dog, not even 20lbs living in the cold of winter and the excessive humidity in the summer. He's 15 now and still has a lot of life and pep. I think he's still be around for a while. Peluche means teddy bear in Spanish since he looks like one.
Sorry about the long post. Turned out much longer than I thought.