[quote]marathe wrote:
Chrysalis wrote:
He is about eight, kind of pushing it for a Great Dane, but we are hoping since he is a small GD (under 100 lbs) he will live longer than the average 7-10 years.
That dog’s lucky to have found you. Well done.
I’d heard that Danes were living longer these days - I met one a few months ago that was pushing 15 and still ridiculously healthy.[/quote]
That is awesome to hear, and makes me ridiculously happy. He is such a sweet boy. You say he is lucky to have found me, but really, I am the lucky one. I do not know how I would have survived those first few awful months after my first husband died, if not for Seamus. He sat for hours with his head in my lap, making sure I was ok. I was not planning to keep him, but was so busy going back and forth between work and the hospital that I did not have time to rehome him. I am so glad now that I was “forced” to keep him. It was a bit of a shock when the previous tenants rolled out with their moving truck and left the dog behind…
One of the big causes of death in GDs and other giant dogs is bloat, when the stomach twists after eating and then exercise. Esp in the big boys. Lots of vets are now tacking the stomach to the abdominal wall. The other big cause of death is heart problems. Both of these occur at a lower rate with the smaller dogs. I can understand adoring a really really HUGE dog, but really, Seamus is such a nice size, a bit less than 100 lbs, not so inconvenient as the really big guys, and has all the advantages of the GD personality–loving, gentle, loyal, protective…GDs are SUCH loving dogs!
Poor guy though, he is so gun shy about being left behind. I am spending the night at my mom’s tonight so her dogs are not alone while she is out of town, and my husband is home with our two dogs. Seamus saw me put the bags in the car, then refused to leave my side on our walk this morning, not even to relieve himself. My husband briefly left the house this morning, and Seamus is a complete wreck and is plastered to James’ side and following him like a shadow.
Poor guy. James is thinking about slipping him a bit of a mickey to calm him down…