Hello everyone, I'm Keno, the Great Dane. I am the owner of
Jamie, the editor of Looking Good. No, I didn't get that
part mixed up, I not only own her, (my mom, but my dad, and
four other humans called brothers. I have
been training them for about four years now and I must say,
they have all learned well...
For example, I have a huge dog
door that I go in and out of, (when I feel like it), and
have trained the human folk to let me in the patio door when
I'm just too lazy and tired to go through the dog door. They
aren't fully trained yet, however. They will not let me in
when I first bang the door with my impressive-sized paw.
Nope,
these human folks don't respond
until I stand up and bang on the door with my whole body.
Man, O, Man, you should see them run to let me in then. As I
said...they are semi-trained...
I live in Arizona and have a big
back yard to protect. I am an expert at grass-hopper
spotting, but I get bored with this species because I see
them on the patio at night and try to play with them. They
refuse to play after I use my paw to introduce myself to
them. For some reason, they never move again. How rude!!!
I was on a lizard hunt the other
day. I see, and chase a lot of lizards in my back yard.
Notice I didn't say I "catch" a lot? These suckers are fast
as lightening and seem to disappear into thin air when I'm
chasing them. I saw one go into the pool one day and stood
next to the pool waiting for him to come out. I waited
and waited until I noticed a
good-looking dog staring back at me. It kind of freaked me
out and I gave up waiting for the lizard...
I saw it run along the fence and
off I went, sniffing and looking up and down to no avail. It
was getting hot and being a big dog, we don't hang around in
the heat for too long because we have those humans trained
to keep our homes cool for us...
I decided to get a nice long
drink of water before I went inside and for some reason,
these humans LOVE to take pictures and my mom was following
me, snapping pictures of everything I did. Sheeesh, you'd
think she was working for Homeland Security and I was a
designated terror suspect the way she, excuse
the expression, "tailed" me. I
got my revenge though. After my drink, I went over to her
and politely rubbed my face on her. She always forgets how
much Great Danes drool. I thought I had the last laugh until
I had to make a quick "pit stop" before going in and sure
enough, this woman, who I call mom and has taught me lessons in modesty, clicks a
picture of me while relieving the overloaded bladder. Of
course, she has decided to share these pictures with all of
you. She had the last laugh on this one, but if history has
taught her anything, she knows one thing...I'm Keno the
Great Dane and capable of many, many things...Hehehehehehehe
Great Dane Security, Still On
Lizard Patrol
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