As a child I loved watching Scooby Doo and vowed I would one day own a Great Dane. That day came in February 2008. When we went to the airport to pick Chief up he was an 8 week old 22 lb puppy who looked like a full grown dog.
We were excited that we finally had a Great Dane and we were going to spoil him as much as possible. I did not get his ears cropped because I did not want to put him through that pain. Chief knew what treats were and perked up everytime the word was mentioned.
We trained Chief to come when called and the wife taught him to shake hands with one paw then the other. He was a kind Gentle Giant and good to everyone and craved attention, which he got.
We got Chief a playmate because the Chihuahuas were to small to play with and keep up with him. Cheyenne came into his life in 2011. Chief was 3 and Cheyyenne was 6 months. Chief was over joyed to have Cheyenne around. Though he loved the little ones she was his size and they could play rough. Chief fathered 10 pups with Cheyenne and we got them both fixed afterwards. When he and Cheyenne played he almost always would drop to the ground front shoulder first and roll the rest of his body to the ground and Cheyenne would get atop of him and they would play. It was great to watch.
I was always worried that Chief would someday get bloat and I would lose him to something preventable. Well that day came Sept 2017. Chief had all the symptoms and we took him to the after hours vet and he underwent surgery and when they unfolded his stomach his color came back and all organs were fine.
We knew Chief was special and that we had done a good job raising him. We always said as long as he is running and playing and stuff then he is okay.
Well as if the bloat scare wasn't enough, Chief started not eating and was slow to move and didn't want to get up to go outside. (yes, my Danes were house dogs). I took him to the vet and was told they felt a growth and that he may have cancer but needed an ultrasound. It confirmed something was wrong and he desperately needed a splenectomy. They did the splenectomy and sent a sample to be tested. We were told that there was a 75/25 chance he has cancer. His spleen was in a bad way and would have ruptured if not removed. Two weeks later we got the good news that he had no cancer. So within 6 months he had 2 major surgerys. We thought all was well but he started not eating again and wanting to go outside so again I took him to the vet and within a months time he had a bloat scare that turned out to be gas. Took him to vet again because he wasn't his old self and found that his intestines were not moving properly and he was vary gassy and airy. He pepped up for 2 days and we thought all was well, then the day after his 10th Birthday he was lagging and slow again and later that night he passed quietly in his sleep.
Chief was cremated and we miss him very much. He lived a great life and a good strong ten years. We love you Chief.
We were excited that we finally had a Great Dane and we were going to spoil him as much as possible. I did not get his ears cropped because I did not want to put him through that pain. Chief knew what treats were and perked up everytime the word was mentioned.
We trained Chief to come when called and the wife taught him to shake hands with one paw then the other. He was a kind Gentle Giant and good to everyone and craved attention, which he got.
We got Chief a playmate because the Chihuahuas were to small to play with and keep up with him. Cheyenne came into his life in 2011. Chief was 3 and Cheyyenne was 6 months. Chief was over joyed to have Cheyenne around. Though he loved the little ones she was his size and they could play rough. Chief fathered 10 pups with Cheyenne and we got them both fixed afterwards. When he and Cheyenne played he almost always would drop to the ground front shoulder first and roll the rest of his body to the ground and Cheyenne would get atop of him and they would play. It was great to watch.
I was always worried that Chief would someday get bloat and I would lose him to something preventable. Well that day came Sept 2017. Chief had all the symptoms and we took him to the after hours vet and he underwent surgery and when they unfolded his stomach his color came back and all organs were fine.
We knew Chief was special and that we had done a good job raising him. We always said as long as he is running and playing and stuff then he is okay.
Well as if the bloat scare wasn't enough, Chief started not eating and was slow to move and didn't want to get up to go outside. (yes, my Danes were house dogs). I took him to the vet and was told they felt a growth and that he may have cancer but needed an ultrasound. It confirmed something was wrong and he desperately needed a splenectomy. They did the splenectomy and sent a sample to be tested. We were told that there was a 75/25 chance he has cancer. His spleen was in a bad way and would have ruptured if not removed. Two weeks later we got the good news that he had no cancer. So within 6 months he had 2 major surgerys. We thought all was well but he started not eating again and wanting to go outside so again I took him to the vet and within a months time he had a bloat scare that turned out to be gas. Took him to vet again because he wasn't his old self and found that his intestines were not moving properly and he was vary gassy and airy. He pepped up for 2 days and we thought all was well, then the day after his 10th Birthday he was lagging and slow again and later that night he passed quietly in his sleep.
Chief was cremated and we miss him very much. He lived a great life and a good strong ten years. We love you Chief.
As a child I loved watching Scooby Doo and vowed I would one day own a Great Dane. That day came in February 2008. When we went to the airport to pick Chief up he was an 8 week old 22 lb puppy who looked like a full grown dog.
We were excited that we finally had a Great Dane and we were going to spoil him as much as possible. I did not get his ears cropped because I did not want to put him through that pain. Chief knew what treats were and perked up everytime the word was mentioned.
We trained Chief to come when called and the wife taught him to shake hands with one paw then the other. He was a kind Gentle Giant and good to everyone and craved attention, which he got.
We got Chief a playmate because the Chihuahuas were to small to play with and keep up with him. Cheyenne came into his life in 2011. Chief was 3 and Cheyyenne was 6 months. Chief was over joyed to have Cheyenne around. Though he loved the little ones she was his size and they could play rough. Chief fathered 10 pups with Cheyenne and we got them both fixed afterwards. When he and Cheyenne played he almost always would drop to the ground front shoulder first and roll the rest of his body to the ground and Cheyenne would get atop of him and they would play. It was great to watch.
I was always worried that Chief would someday get bloat and I would lose him to something preventable. Well that day came Sept 2017. Chief had all the symptoms and we took him to the after hours vet and he underwent surgery and when they unfolded his stomach his color came back and all organs were fine.
We knew Chief was special and that we had done a good job raising him. We always said as long as he is running and playing and stuff then he is okay.
Well as if the bloat scare wasn't enough, Chief started not eating and was slow to move and didn't want to get up to go outside. (yes, my Danes were house dogs). I took him to the vet and was told they felt a growth and that he may have cancer but needed an ultrasound. It confirmed something was wrong and he desperately needed a splenectomy. They did the splenectomy and sent a sample to be tested. We were told that there was a 75/25 chance he has cancer. His spleen was in a bad way and would have ruptured if not removed. Two weeks later we got the good news that he had no cancer. So within 6 months he had 2 major surgerys. We thought all was well but he started not eating again and wanting to go outside so again I took him to the vet and within a months time he had a bloat scare that turned out to be gas. Took him to vet again because he wasn't his old self and found that his intestines were not moving properly and he was vary gassy and airy. He pepped up for 2 days and we thought all was well, then the day after his 10th Birthday he was lagging and slow again and later that night he passed quietly in his sleep.
Chief was cremated and we miss him very much. He lived a great life and a good strong ten years. We love you Chief.
We were excited that we finally had a Great Dane and we were going to spoil him as much as possible. I did not get his ears cropped because I did not want to put him through that pain. Chief knew what treats were and perked up everytime the word was mentioned.
We trained Chief to come when called and the wife taught him to shake hands with one paw then the other. He was a kind Gentle Giant and good to everyone and craved attention, which he got.
We got Chief a playmate because the Chihuahuas were to small to play with and keep up with him. Cheyenne came into his life in 2011. Chief was 3 and Cheyyenne was 6 months. Chief was over joyed to have Cheyenne around. Though he loved the little ones she was his size and they could play rough. Chief fathered 10 pups with Cheyenne and we got them both fixed afterwards. When he and Cheyenne played he almost always would drop to the ground front shoulder first and roll the rest of his body to the ground and Cheyenne would get atop of him and they would play. It was great to watch.
I was always worried that Chief would someday get bloat and I would lose him to something preventable. Well that day came Sept 2017. Chief had all the symptoms and we took him to the after hours vet and he underwent surgery and when they unfolded his stomach his color came back and all organs were fine.
We knew Chief was special and that we had done a good job raising him. We always said as long as he is running and playing and stuff then he is okay.
Well as if the bloat scare wasn't enough, Chief started not eating and was slow to move and didn't want to get up to go outside. (yes, my Danes were house dogs). I took him to the vet and was told they felt a growth and that he may have cancer but needed an ultrasound. It confirmed something was wrong and he desperately needed a splenectomy. They did the splenectomy and sent a sample to be tested. We were told that there was a 75/25 chance he has cancer. His spleen was in a bad way and would have ruptured if not removed. Two weeks later we got the good news that he had no cancer. So within 6 months he had 2 major surgerys. We thought all was well but he started not eating again and wanting to go outside so again I took him to the vet and within a months time he had a bloat scare that turned out to be gas. Took him to vet again because he wasn't his old self and found that his intestines were not moving properly and he was vary gassy and airy. He pepped up for 2 days and we thought all was well, then the day after his 10th Birthday he was lagging and slow again and later that night he passed quietly in his sleep.
Chief was cremated and we miss him very much. He lived a great life and a good strong ten years. We love you Chief.
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