A miniature great dane, huh?
That's a good one. Last week, when I was walking Kacee, a great dane started walking over to us. He isn't from our addition, so I grabbed up Kacee really tight and looked at him and said, "No!" Being the typical great dane, he tucked his tail between his legs and turned around and went back the other way. I felt bad, but I couldn't take any chances, because I hadn't seen him before and didn't know if he was safe or not. Some people came and got him a day or two later. He was lost. A neighbor of ours (about 5 houses down) used to have a great dane and he was the biggest baby I'd ever seen. He was scared to death of thunder storms
and if our garage happened to be open when a thunderstorm came up and he was down our way, then he'd hide in the garage!