Thor, our almost 17 mth old fawn, was a rescue. When we first brought him home he didn't play, he didn't make any sound and didn't really know how to interact. It was like the lights were on but no one was home. He was underweight. His tail didn't work and had no feeling. His stomach was covered in scars. It broke our hearts. When I first saw him at his rescue mum's house I knew he was meant to be with us and there was no way I was leaving him there. All the other dogs were running around with the regular unbridled puppy enthusiasm and he was just sitting in his own sad little word. To see him now you wouldn't know he was the same dog. He is happy and loving. Every time he sees us it's pure love and excitement. He still gets confused, is anxious, his back legs don't work that well and I don't think he'll ever get the feeling back in his tail, but he's happy. He goes everywhere with us and loves meeting people. He's been to my physio class and has been photographed by numerous Japanese tourists at the local cafe. He is an absolute tart for a pat and will go to anyone whilst he's out and about. He still thinks he is a lap dog even though he is over 80 kgs and when he stands the top of his head is boob height. He just wants to be close. Why he persists in sitting on the BBQ I'll never know. His little sister is now learning this trick.

When we drove up to the breeders property there was this huge pile of great dane puppies running and playing in the front yard. Is there anything as blissful and joyous as a pile of puppies? I don't think so. And adult danes happily roaming around. We took Thor to meet her and it was a bit overwhelming for him, luckily they are very easy going dogs. It was the first time that he had been around so many dogs of equal size. He was so excited. From the start she has loved her brother and he has loved her. They are inseparable and become hysterical if you try and part them. She has to touch him constantly and sits on him at every opportunity. Freyja has shown Thor how to be a puppy, and it is like all his inner puppy has been unleashed. Now puppy stage is hard with 40 kg of Freyja, try puppy behaviour in 80kg of dog. But it is so lovely to see him so happy. His tail even moves now (which is like being hit with a shovel handle if you're not quick). It gives me that little warm feeling inside when I see them playing together. She is such a rough nut. They zoom around the yard and pound each other into the ground then get up and do it all over again. Amazingly they are both scared of our geriatric, incontinent, 4 kg cat, Monty. She just has to look at them and they get scared. She has them completely bluffed!
Because I love my puppies so much I do cook special doggy treat bicies for them. Sad I know, I have become one of those weird dog people. I know I am not alone in my puppy love so I have decided to put my treat recipe on here. These are better than a Shmacko any day. My dogs now know the sound of the treat jar opening and will do absolutely anything for a crunchy bone shaped treat.
Puppy "Crack" Biscuits:
Makes about 24-30 biscuits depending on your cookie cutter. I use a bone shaped cutter (of course) which is about 3 inches long.
Ingredients:
- 2-3 cups fresh parsley chopped.
- 1/2 cup finely grated carrot.
- 1/4 cup shredded mozzarella.
- 1-2 tbsp peanut butter (this is like china white to dogs).
- 2 tbsp olive oil.
- 2 2/3 cup wholemeal flour.
- 2 tbsp baking powder.
- 1/2 - 1 cup water.
- Heat oven to 180 C.
- Line a large tray with baking paper.
- Mix all ingredients in a large bowl till just combined.
- Knead mixture for about 1 min to combine well.
- Roll out to about 1 cm thick.
- Cut out shapes and put on tray.
- Cook for about 30 mins or golden.
- Turn off oven and leave biscuits in the oven to dry out biscuits.
- When cool and crisp store in an airtight container on the highest shelf. My dogs can smell these a mile off and the jar often has dog nose prints all over it.
Cheers
Michelle :)
so so sweet. i look after my sis dogs, which have sort of persuaded me to get one of my own. slightly, well alot smaller than you lovely danes. you dogs eyes look so sweet, so kind. i can see why they are great company. xxx
ReplyDeleteAh Michelle..This one is Soooo close to my heart..Animal's are my life, there is nothing i wouldn't do to help, love or protect them..I too as you know took in a badly abused little Maltese cross Highland Terrier, he had been so badly bashed around the head area, it caused the most terrible seizures from this,but because of his amazing ability to forgive & not be aggressive after all he had been through, they found a home for him, he ended up at the Nursing home were i worked. They didn't look after him or give him his medication & locked him out side with no cover...I picked him up & took him home, he gave me more than i could ever give him, he was my shadow, every where i went he came, he was my baby..Sparky gave me so much love & joy in the 6 year's i had him, most people don't get from another person in a lifetime, i eventually lost him due to his fit's, it was one of the most heart breaking day's of my life, i still think of him everyday,as he had so many health issue's, so did i & he knew i could see it in his eye's..You know you are spot on it has been proven anyone with health issue's, should have pet's & anyone whom doesn't have one, you will never know they joy they give you until you do..My home is full of animal's, 3 dog's,2 cat's, 2 Alexandrine parrot's,1 Galah i saved, chicken's, duck's & a partridge in a pair tree..Lucky i live on an acre of land..
ReplyDeleteThank you Michelle..I loved this blog, this is some thing so close to my heart.. :0) :0) :0)
Dog "crack" .... awesome. Our free ranging rabbits were getting fat and I couldn't work out why, until I realised the chickens food was being eaten rather quickly....wheat is crack for rabbits...had to wean them off and build a huge run that they have dug a burrow underneath.
ReplyDeleteOMG, Peanut Butter, even our overly picky Chihuahua had decided that stuff is.........um..........ok for his majesty to ingest. And the Manx just thinks we're all weird. (?Kitties?) (and our Kitty is manx syndrome, so special love here too) I'll have to try to make this next payday and see if Sir Persnickety eats them or not. I want another BIG dog again so bad, but while we are in apartment land it's a no. Glad you found a beautiful boy to save and that Freja is teaching him how to be a DOG! Hugs and have a great weekend (what's left of it)
ReplyDeleteOMG, Peanut Butter, even our overly picky Chihuahua had decided that stuff is.........um..........ok for his majesty to ingest. And the Manx just thinks we're all weird. (?Kitties?) (and our Kitty is manx syndrome, so special love here too) I'll have to try to make this next payday and see if Sir Persnickety eats them or not. I want another BIG dog again so bad, but while we are in apartment land it's a no. Glad you found a beautiful boy to save and that Freja is teaching him how to be a DOG! Hugs and have a great weekend (what's left of it)
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