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Showing posts with label Ben. Show all posts

7 Things About Me

Oh, what great fun!  My very first blog friend, Honey the Great Dane, gave me the Stylish Blogger Award (How stylish is this? The award perfectly matches my coat!).  Thank you for thinking of me, Honey!  I am very flattered, especially since you're my primary source of dog blog inspiration.

Recipients of this award are asked to share 7 things about themselves.  Since I started this blog, I've been trying to figure out an interesting way to talk about my life in delicious detail, and here's my chance!

1) I once answered to "Mikki"

Yep, that's right.  They used to call me Mikki -- but not for very long.  I came to the San Antonio Great Dane Rescue in the summer of 2010 with an interesting story.  I had been abandoned in the parking lot of a McDonald's in San Antonio, Texas!  This left quite an impression on the clever rescue workers and they began to call me the feminine form of "Micky" a la Micky D's.  Read more about my life before my humans here!

2) I am not the only animal member of my forever family
This fact is much to my delight!  I am so very lucky that my humans (and, therefore, I) have three kitties!  When Ben and Jeannie met, they both had kitties and identified as cat people.  Hmm...Jeannie says that she didn't know that she was a dog person before she met me, but Ben has consistently avoided me on the topic.  I don't mind -- Ben still loves me even though he likes kitties best.


Jeannie's kitty was an intra-family rescue named Oreo.  Her sister's family needed a new home for Oreo after they moved unexpectedly in 2003 and the little stinker has been terrorizing Jeannie's heart ever since! :) Jeannie doesn't call her Oreo, though.  To us, she's simply "Little Kitty."  Here's a picture of Little Kitty curled up on some paper plate holders that she claimed as her bed long ago -- what do you think?  Does the name fit?


Ben's kitties are called Akuma and Sakura.  The male, Akuma, is my best friend, whether he realizes it or not.  But, Sakura (the black and white kitty below) is very nasty to me.  I wonder if she'll ever figure out that I love her...




3) My favorite toy is a squeaker!

It's always with me.  Ben and Jeannie always remember to put it in my crate with me while they're out and about.  When they return and unlock my crate, first I take a victory lap around the bedroom, then I return to break my old, orange buddy out of the pen!


4) My most reliable command is "In!"

I'm not sure how most doggies feel about their crates, but I love mine!  If Ben and Jeannie go out and leave me on the living room couch, I get very scared and bark until they come home.  This is very unusual behavior for me, because I rarely bark.  My humans didn't know what I my voice sounded like until I lived with them for a week.  Jeannie couldn't believe what a slow, deep, and (relatively) quiet bark I had!  At night when I try to sneak into bed with them, Jeannie gives me a very firm "In!" command from a sleeping position and she was very shocked the first time I listened!  As long as I'm no further than 15 steps from my crate, I immediately respond every time I hear that command.

5) I'm a loyal member of Camp Bow Wow San Antonio

And boy do I love it!  Here I am playing with a young Fawn Great Dane.  Jeannie thinks this Dane is a "formidable opponent" for a big gal like me. 

6) I love the water (and have webbed feet!), but I'm still very afraid of bath-time

I just can't explain it -- I do not like baths.  Hate them with a purple passion.  But, when Ben and Jeannie took me to Gruene, Texas (pronounced "green" for you non-German doggies), I waded into the Medina River and for the first time heard my inner water dog barking.  Maybe this is an indication of things to come....I hope this bath-time nonsense can be quelled as effectively as my stair demon.
Me and Ben in Gruene, Texas -- looks like my fashion sense runs in the family...:)

7) I love to relax on my back

I wish Jeannie wouldn't make me talk about this fact -- it seems so embarrassing.  OK.  At the end of the day, I like to let my hair down and get comfy in a peculiar way. Oh, just see for yourself...

Do you see my favorite toy in this pic?  It's never too far from my reach...
Well, look at that...I guess this trait runs in the family, too! :)

Now, it's my turn to pass out the Stylish Blogger Awards.  My reading list is limited, since I'm so very new to blogging.  But, each doggy below was carefully selected and very deserving!  I look forward to learning more about each of you! Happy blogging! :)


A fitting introduction...

Mayli the Labradane lives with her humans, Ben and Jeannie, in San Antonio, Texas.  Dumped by her original owners in a McDonald's parking lot, the San Antonio Great Dane rescue dubbed her "Mikki." When we met, her elbows were dry and hairless, her coat dull and bleached brown from prolonged sun exposure, her ears were infected with yeast, and her teeth were covered in tartar -- I swear I saw our veterinarian nefariously rubbing her palms together as we returned each week.  In the last two and a half months, we have done enough reading about Great Danes to consider ourselves Dane trivia hobbyists.

I must tell you a secret before I go any further -- I'm terrified of dogs.  Well, maybe not the little ones -- but any dog larger than average gives me the willies!  Think an 85 lb Labradane an odd choice for a dog-aphobe?  Not at all.  I had established several criteria when I began my hunt for the perfect dog:

1) MUST pass the hug test (I'm a chicken, so I made Ben perform this test)
2) MUST have zero food aggression ( Ben also braved her happy slobber-lips to meet this criterion)
3) MUST NOT show an ounce of protective behavior -- not even a smidgen (I did not adopt a weapon, I adopted a companion.)
4) MUST have a  glimmer of personality behind the eyes (Great Danes are wonderfully tempered, but many seem downright vacuous -- sorry to the Dane lovers who may be reading this).

It didn't take long to find her and we agree that she fits into our life perfectly.  Since first adopting her 2 1/2 months ago, I have looked forward to starting a blog.  I hope that the information presented herein is educational -- especially to those living in San Antonio where the stray dog problem is overwhelming, to say the least.

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