I talk about Giant Dog a lot. I mean A LOT. He's my Bady Boo after all. I'm not one of those stupid people who talk baby talk to their canines and have them lick their faces. That's repulsive. I do however say, "Hi," whenever he walks in the room.
So, I've decided to talk about Giant Dog in my post today. His actual name is Demian. The Christmas after we got married Husband wanted a puppy. On my birthday (Dec 28th) we went to the Humane Society. It was jammed packed, and there were no puppies he liked. I knew the second we walked into the Puppy Room what was going to happen though. I saw a beauty "puppy" in the first kennel. He was about 6 months old and laready 60 pounds. He just kind of laid there, chilling out. I fell in love with that dog at first sight. I told Husband, "You can look for your puppy, but I'm not going home without that dog." Well, he had just been neutered that day, so I did leave without him, but I came back.
When I came back 3 days later, he was not just laying around anymore. He was kind of active, but not a high energy level. I never had a second guess about it, and we loaded him up and took him to PetSmart first to get a kennel and food and home.
That will be 4 years ago this December. I'm pretty sure before I got him, he was abused because he used to pee on the floor if I yelled, whether it was at him or not, and such things. My sister tells me she's never seen a dog grin like Demian either. My favorite thing about him, beside snuggling, is that he follows me around like a baby duck. Where ever I go in the house, he's two feet behind me. It's kind of cute.
I also like that if you don't know better, he's fucking scary. My poor Mother would not set foot in my house for months once he was fully grown. Then, one weekend I had to go out of town and I left them with my parents. She warmed up then. I used to take him to the Blockbuster with me when I worked. He would hang out behind the counter and be big. Our product theft went down a lot then.
He's a good dog, and without him, I would have gone crazy during the separation and the pending divorce. He was supposed to be my dog, that's all there is to it.
