Sometimes, it seems like you just can’t catch a break. Over the past few months, Alan and I have thought about rescuing a dog. In doing some research we found that Great Danes are being abandoned in our area at an alarming rate. Since I love Great Danes, and am a sucker for sad doggie eyes, we started seriously looking into what it would mean to welcome one of these guys into our home. I grew up with large dogs, specifically a Great Pyrenees named Bogart and Tillie, a Golden Lab cross. While a good-sized male Pyrenees is around 140 lbs and makes a great Alaska dog, a good-sized male Great Dane can tip the scales at 200. As you can see above, they do a better job weighing down your furniture than herding livestock and chasing bears (one of Bogart’s favorite pastimes).
In preparation for the big day, we built a fence, modified the back yard, and have measured our home for a crate, a doggie bed big enough for a medium-sized horse, and a raised stainless steel feeding trough. Of course, he’d likely be tall enough to eat off the counters, or directly from the pans on the stove, but details. We passed Dane Outreach’s stringent application process and on Tuesday, we went to visit our first dog. K, a one-year old blue male dane, had been given up by his owners, who had realized they didn’t have the time to put the necessary training into a 135 pound puppy, who would likely become a 160-180 pound adult. An 8 pound daschund pulling on the leash and barking is no biggie. Upgrade to beagle size, and they can still nip at the mailman without causing much damage. Leave a badly trained Dane home alone, and he can destroy your sofa. The whole sofa. While you’re at the grocery store.
These guys are usually given up around the typical 1 year adolescent puppy stage when folks don’t put the time into helping them become the great dogs they can be. Excellent therapy dogs, most Danes have great personalities and live for their people. But I digress. We met K on Tuesday, and found out that his foster family was interviewing three possible homes for K, wanting to give him the best chance at success. We loved him, and at the end of the visit were ready to take his wriggly self home and give him the opportunity to take over one of our sofas. But, alas. Wednesday we received the news that family #3 had more big dog experience under their belts, and since K was going to be such a big boy, they were taking him home instead.
Normally, we’d just move on to looking into other dogs, and continue the search. But at this point, Alan and I just looked at each other in stunned silence. We’ve had month after month of family stuff going badly, job stuff going badly, life stuff going badly, and now we weren’t even good enough to take care of a rescue dog? Sometimes, we told ourselves, you just can’t catch a break. We’ll keep an eye out for another gentle giant, and hope that the right doggie is out there waiting for us somewhere. In the midst of it all, we are thankful that our relationship is strong, and hope to turn the page soon and start a new chapter. On that note, keep an eye out, in the next few days we’ll be launching the OFFICIAL Sinners & Saints website. I’ve seen it, and it’s looking great!!!