Midnight Visitors, Grumpy Neighbours & A Slice of Everyday Life…

This post is going to be a bit of a mish-mash ‘coz I’ve got so many little things to catch up on and tell you! :)

But first -- before I forget -- my blog friend, Oskar the Mini-Schnauzer is hosting a fantastic new game called All About Your People starting today (Fri 16th July) - to play, all you have to do is to do a post telling us all about your humans and then you must add your link to Oskar’s page with ‘Mr Linky’ (here) -- please visit Oskar’s blog for more details and to get ideas of what kind of things to tell us about! I do hope everyone will join in and play -- we all know so much doggie stuff about each other but I know our humans all help us a lot with our blogs so it would be nice to find out more about our human families! I will be joining in and doing my post on my humans this weekend as soon as I can!

OK - now, there’s been a bit of an exciting change here -- our neighbours on one side gave their house to some other humans in return for a lot of money paper…and so a new family moved in. I knew there was something different the minute they arrived -- I could smell it -- so I had to go and check it out -- and then I realised… they have a doggie!

She is a black Labrador-cross named Molly. How exciting to have a new doggie neighbour!

Except that she isn’t friendly at all! :( It’s not like we haven’t been properly introduced. When the new Neighbour Humans arrived, my human,  Hsin-Yi, asked them if us doggies could meet on the street outside our houses first so we could say hello on “neutral ground” rather than through a fence. So we did and I thought it all went really well -- I mean, she didn’t exactly run up to hug me but we sniffed each other’s bums politely and walked around each other, nice and relaxed…(sorry -- there are no photos ‘coz Hsin-Yi was busy supervising our meeting and couldn’t take pictures!)

But then after Molly settled into her new home, every time she saw me through the fence - she would rush over and shout nasty things at me in a loud, barky, snarly voice -- what my American friends would call HBO words! 8-O Oh! It was so horrible and gave me such a fright -- so I would shout nasty things back at her. I’ve got a bigger, booming-er voice -- so there! :evil: But then Hsin-Yi would hear and come out and give me a Telling-Off for having arguments with other doggies! :(

So unfair! It’s not my fault -- Molly is always the one who starts it! I can’t help shouting back if a Grumpy Doggie shouts horrible things at me through the fence. Even Molly’s humans said sorry when they heard and told us that she is a bit of a grumpy doggie -- in fact, I notice that she shouts nasty things at everyone and everything that comes past our houses! I mean -- really! Isn’t it exhausting to keep jumping up constantly and shouting nasty things at everyone? And what a racket she makes!

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Hsin-Yi can’t stand dogs that keep barking and making lots of noise constantly so she has taught me that I can only shout at people if they walk straight up to our house and come to our gate. If people or doggies are just walking past our house, then I’m not allowed to shout at them ‘coz the street is for everybody to use and I mustn’t be rude. So usually, I just lie in the garden and watch them walk past.

But even if they come up to our gate, I have to stop shouting as soon as my humans come out to see who it is -- or call out and tell me it’s OK. I’m not allowed to keep shouting and shouting just for the fun of it (anyway, I wouldn’t -- what fun would there be in shouting and shouting? How exhausting!)

Of course, there are some special people who come to our gate every day -- like the Postman - and I’ve learned that I mustn’t shout at them -- so I just stand politely and watch them do their stuff. (Besides, the Postman might bring me nice parcels from my blog friends! :P ) I wish Molly could learn this too! All her constant shouting is giving me a head ouchie!

Hsin-Yi tried to help by coming to the fence with me and talking nicely to Molly and even giving her some treats, so that Molly would associate ME with nice things…but although she was all nice and wriggly with Hsin-Yi and wanted to cuddle up to Hsin-Yi through the fence, she kept giving me dirty looks all the time and if I so much as looked at her, she would start shouting nasty things at me again! :(

So in the end, Hsin-Yi said there was nothing we could do about Molly’s grumpiness -- she is 9yrs old and her humans have let her develop a bad habit of grumpiness now and she isn’t living with us so Hsin-Yi can’t do any training with her -- so there is no hope. Hsin-Yi says I will just have to stay away from the fence and try to ignore Molly when she is shouting nasty things at me.

So unfair! Now I can’t go and sniff around one part of my own garden -- near the fence -- because of Evil Grumpy Molly on the other side -- and even when she shouts nasty things at me, I have to be polite and ignore her and not shout back! Humph! AND her humans keep her out in the garden all day (she only goes in their house at night) so she is always there all the time! I only go out in the garden when it is sunny to sunbathe -- but every time I do, Molly is there giving me dirty looks! :evil: But Hsin-Yi told me I’m a very good doggie for ignoring her and I always try my best to make Hsin-Yi happy, because I love it when she talks to me in her Happy Voice and gives me cuddles -- so I am trying my best to ignore Evil Grumpy Molly.

Anyway, soon I had other things to worry about than a grumpy doggie next door…you see, my humans started noticing strange things each morning when they woke up. They would find bags of things around the house with holes in them -- almost like little teeth had chewed on them! Especially a bag of old clothes that Hsin-Yi was going to take to the charity shops -- the holes kept getting bigger and bigger, until the clothes themselves started having holes too!

What could it be? Were we having midnight visitors?

Hsin-Yi said there was one way to find out: so she sprinkled lots of flour all around the bag and waited to see what would happen…

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…and this is what we found the next morning!

Tiny little pawprints leading from the flour around the bag to a hole by the stairs going down to the basement…I think we had a mouse!

At least, my humans thought it was a mouse because the hole was really too small for a rat and also, there was no small black poo everywhere, which is usually the sign of rats.

But what they were really surprised by was that this was on the other side of the living room where I sleep…

….so what was I doing when this mouse was scampering around, chewing holes in everything, they asked? Why wasn’t I sniffing it and jumping up to tell them, like any proper guard doggie would?

Well, er…um…I’ll have you know, I was busy! Doing important things!

Ahem, excuse me! Most doggies (or humans) might not understand this -- they think sleeping is only a boring thing you do when you have nothing more fun to do -- but us Danes know that sleeping IS a very important activity all by itself -- in fact, it’s one of the most fun things you can do! I’m always busy sleeping for most of my days, you know. So it’s not my fault that I was busy doing this important thing when the mouse decided to come visiting!

Anyway, after a lot of grumbling from Hsin-Yi about me being “a useless dog” -- my humans decided to go and get some ‘humane mouse traps’ because they didn’t want to hurt the mouse. They hoped they could catch it and take it far away to a new home somewhere else.

Well, they got the humane mouse traps and put peanut butter in them and put them down for 3 nights…but nothing happened! But there were no more chewed holes either. So my humans thought maybe the mouse had decided to go and make its home somewhere else…

…and then a week later, my humans were horrified to wake up one morning and find little bits of black poo everywhere!! And something had climbed up on the shelves in our pantry and chewed holes in our bags of oats and nuts! RATS! And this kept happening every morning. Hsin-Yi tried her ‘flour trick’ again but nothing was coming out of that little hole -- which meant that they were coming from somewhere else. My humans tried to find a humane trap for rats but nobody seemed to sell any nice ways of making rats go away! They were all horrible cruel traps and poisons and Hsin-Yi felt terrible about killing the rats. (She really likes rats and would like one for a pet -- they are very clever and you can train them to do all sorts of tricks!) But you can get bad sickies if there is rat poo around the house everywhere…so in the end, after a lot of thinking, Hsin-Yi called the Landlord Human and the next day, a Pest Control Man came and put poison down for the rats…

The house on our other side has been empty and forgotten for a long time - but now there are new humans moving in and they are building the house again, so they have knocked parts of it down and dug up lots of the ground around...and it's only since they started doing that, that we've started having midnight visitors. So my humans think lots of rats and mice must have been living in the empty house next door and now that they are losing their home, they're coming over to ours!

Hsin-Yi was very upset about poisoning the rats but she felt better when she remembered that if rats lived in the wild, they would have enemies that would kill them and eat them too, so I guess this is sort of like that…

Well, that’s enough talking about grumpy, yucky things!

Sammy the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel

Now I want to introduce you to 2 new friends: Sammy the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel who lives in Missouri in the faraway place called America, and Oscar the Maltese Terrier who lives in Melbourne, on the other side of Australia!

Oscar the Maltese

I feel very honoured because both Sammy and Oscar sent me messages recently, telling me that they have been reading my blog for a loooooong time (Sammy’s human reads it almost every day!) and that I’ve inspired them to start their own blogs!

So they have only just started their first posts and I thought it would be lovely if you could pop over to say hello to them if you have the time because they don’t know anybody in Blogland yet and so don’t have any visitors to their blogs yet!

I’m sure you’ll enjoy following their adventures! :)

Right! Just before I go, I’d like to share with you one of my important daily duties: saying goodbye to my human, Paul, and seeing him off to work!

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Look out for my next post which will be all about my humans! :P

"That's not a dog – that's a horse!"

“That’s not a dog – that’s a horse!”

(If I had a dollar for every time someone said that when we took Honey out, I’d probably be richer than Bill Gates by now…

…still, maybe they have a point! :P ~ Hsin-Yi)

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My Pawdance Film Festival prizes!

My human, Hsin-Yi, is awfully, awfully busy at the moment with her Work Thing (I heard that she’s got 3 Dead Lines this week already - I hope she doesn’t kill any more Lines next week!) and seems to spend all her time banging on the keyboard to make lots of words appear on the computer box - so she has not been able to help me with my blog much.

She was hoping to do another ‘Ask Honey’ post last weekend but just hasn’t had the time – so she says Sorry and will hopefully find time to write it next weekend.

Whew...I'm just run off my paws with work...really need a holiday...

But I have told her that I cannot go the whole week without posting to my blog! 8-O So I made her get up extra early this morning so she could help me post this while she was having her breakfast, before she dived into her Work Thing again.

Well, a few weeks ago, just as I was settling down for my morning nap in the sun, I saw a suspicious-looking man stop his car-machine outside our house and walk up to our gate. Of course, great guard dog that I am, I immediately jumped up to face this intruder…but first, I decided that I’d better run in the house and grab my Duck Stuffie for moral support!

But as I rushed up to bark at him, he suddenly called my name! Yup, he told me that he had a parcel for me! ME! Hsin-Yi thought he must have made a mistake but he said No – he had a box with ”To: Honey the Great Dane“ written on it!

It was my Pawdance Film Festival prize from my blog friend, Norwood!

In case you missed that great event (where have you been?) – Norwood hosted a fantastic film festival and all us doggies (and kitties) could send in our movie entries for different categories. And can you believe it – I won both the Comedy and the That’s Entertainment! categories!

If you missed them, here are my winning movies:

I was so honoured to win – thank you so much again to everybody who voted for me! :D

And I couldn’t wait to see what was in my parcel!

Oooh! The first thing I saw was a big bag of TREATS!!!

They are made from “lamb lung” and they looked delicious! Hsin-Yi was very impressed that the greedy Customs people hadn’t taken them for themselves – Norwood, you have the honour of being my first blog friend to get past Australian Quarantine with yummies! ;)

And then I saw something even more exciting than the treats…

OOOOOH! What’s this?

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It’s a tennis ball dumbbell!!

How exciting – and it makes a squeaky noise too (although I am not really a ‘squeaky dog’, to tell you the truth - not like some of my doggie friends who go MAD for squeakies) but I DO love the tennis ball feeling in my mouth and the way it bounces around.

Oooh! I had to do a Happy Dance! :D

Hsin-Yi is really happy too because she has been looking for a dumbbell to help teach me some of the formal Obedience retrieve exercises. I had a really lovely wooden one back in NZ which was made for me by the human of one of my doggie friends at the training club – but that broke when it was shipped here to Australia, so I had no dumbbell! And all the ones Hsin-Yi saw in pet stores were made for doggies with little dainty mouths…certainly not for doggies with big slobbery gobs like me! :P

Besides, I have to admit, I’m a bit – er – fussy when it comes to the kind of things I will hold in my mouth – I like them to be soft, like stuffies, and don’t like to hold any hard plastic or even wooden things (Hsin-Yi had to stitch a towel around the middle of my wooden dumbbell to get me to hold it!). Well, this new dumbbell is perfect coz it’s lovely and soft to hold in my mouth – it feels just like a tennis ball!

So now I can’t wait to start training with my new dumbbell! :) Thank you so much, Norwood!

(By the way, if any of you want to know – it is called a KONG Air Dog Squeaker Dumbbell)

There were still more wonderful prizes in the box - a bubble-making stick, a strange growing towel, a director’s card from Norwood – and two beautiful trophies!!

Paul is very jealous of my trophies – I think he secretly wants to steal them – he says he never got such nice trophies and awards as I do from my blog friends – even when he graduated from Human Vet School!

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Well, he’s not getting them – they’re mine!

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Oh! Before I go – I must tell you about my blog friend, El’bow the Mastiff who lives in Belgium and who is having a special contest in honour of his birthday! :)

El’bow is inviting everyone to make a birthday card for him – it can be a traditional paper one, an e-card made by the computer box or even a video card – and the winner will get a great prize made by his human, Sanne, who is very creative and makes the most lovely things (did you see the pawbag and bandana she made for me?) So here’s your chance to get creative too! The deadline is 25th July - for more information about the contest, click here.

What is a Baby?

A long time ago, in a country far, far away, my human was waiting for her dream to come true: to have her very own doggie.

And while she was waiting, she used the time to find out more about the type of doggie she would like – the Great Dane. One of the places she went to find more information was an online Great Dane forum and there she met another human. Let’s call her Nessy. 

Nessy lived in a country called Australia which was far away from where my humans were living at that time (that was called England) but still, she and Hsin-Yi became good friends and talked to each other through ‘email’ which is like human peemail without the weeing part.

Many years later, when my humans moved Down Under and lived in Sydney for a while (when Hsin-Yi had no pets other than Solly the Slug), they decided to visit Nessy – and Hsin-Yi got to meet her friend in real person at last! She also got to meet Sam – Nessy’s beautiful, big, black Dane boy…

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Sam was a rescue Dane and was just wonderful – my humans fell in love with him immediately!

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Many more years passed and finally, my humans found me and got their own Dane at last. Hsin-Yi still talked to Nessy through email, and told her lots about me – and Nessy came and visited me on my blog! But sadly Sam couldn’t because he had already gone to the Rainbow Bridge.

Then, when we moved here to Brisbane, Hsin-Yi discovered a wonderful thing – Nessy was living on the Gold Coast, which is a place not too far away from Brisbane – we could drive there in the car machine!

So last weekend, my humans took me to meet Nessy for the very first time….

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Nessy cannot have a Great Dane at the moment so I helped her get her “Dane fix”! Hee! Hee! :lol:

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Nessy also had a very cute little Girl Human Pup who was very excited to see me. Even though she was very little, she was very well-trained already and patted me very gently and even brought me leaves and rocks to sniff! :)

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Human Pups are very busy, aren’t they? Always running here, running there, jumping up, climbing down…and doing lots of shouting.

And they do some very strange things…hmm…

Why are you bouncing up and down, Human Pup?

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Still, I liked running around with the Human Pup and we had a great time together! :P

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Then the Human Pup told me she wanted to show me her very own den, where she keeps her own toys…

Hmm, you keep a very messy den, Human Pup... OOH! STUFFIE!

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I saw a yellow duckie stuffie just like mine and I grabbed it excitedly – but Hsin-Yi made me give it back to the Human Pup (humph!) and she even got grumpy because I got slobber on it! :evil:

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Anyway, instead of playing with stuffies, the Human Pup told me that I had to play “Tea Party” with her. Tea party? What’s that? I’ve never heard of that game before…

Can somebody explain what the Tea Party game is?

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Are all Human Pups this strange?

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Is that for me? Oh, thank you!

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Ooops...!

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But wait! There were still stranger things to come…

I heard a funny noise coming from one of the bedrooms so I had to go and investigate…

…and look what I found!

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It is called a ‘Baby’ and it is very pink; it smells of milk & poo and wriggles around a lot, making funny noises. I had never seen one up close before.

Nessy put him down close to me and Hsin-Yi said I had to be very gentle with him…

Are those your paws?

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Hah! Mine are much bigger!

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Wow - did you learn the same trick for Tummy Rubs too?

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Huh? Where did the little critter go?

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Whew! Babies are exhausting!

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While us girls were playing our Tea Party game in the living room…

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…the boys were making some awful noise in another room (well, Paul says it is not noise – it is called ”jamming” and me & Hsin-Yi don’t understand or appreciate it! ;) )

Poor Baby...he's going to go deaf living with this racket...

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And here’s a little video of me and the Human Pup – and the Baby! – getting to know each other! :D

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And then soon it was time to go home. I had a great time with Nessy and her Human Pup – and yes, even the Baby – and I can’t wait to meet up with them again! :P

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And if you’re still wondering what IS a Baby, Hsin-Yi says here is one of her favourite parts from one of her favourite movies, ‘Lady & the Tramp’ which explains it really well

(Hsin-Yi says that although sadly the Tramp is right and there are some humans who don’t care about their doggies after they get a Baby, there are also some humans who have space in their hearts for both doggies and babies equally).

(just watch until 5:05)

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…and here is the wonderful moment when Lady meets the Baby at last:

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* I’m always very careful and a bit nervous when Honey is with children as we don’t have any of our own, so Honey isn’t constantly exposed to children & babies (even though I try to socialise her with them at every opportunity!) – and this was the first time she had ever been close to a baby…But she was very gentle and patient with them and I was really proud of her! :P  ~ Hsin-Yi

When the crabs come marching in…

Out at the beach,

Enjoying blue skies and sea…

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Why do I feel

A hundred eyes watching me?

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I sniffed and I snuffed

I searched high and low

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I couldn’t find them

But they’re here, I know!

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Oh! What’s this?

A strange, tiny army

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Scuttling around

Like a miniature tsunami

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I tried a gentle greeting

A paw shake can’t go wrong

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But when I looked down again

The little crab had gone!

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I had a chance for a closer look…

And found to my surprise

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Ten little pointy legs

And two bright beady eyes!

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C’mon! Let’s go! There’s more to do

Than hanging ’round creepy-crawlies…

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I’d rather run around and play

And have a big ice-lolly! :P

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My humans looked on the Internet when we came home and found that those were ‘soldier crabs’!  They are called that because when the water goes away from the beach at the special time called “low tide”, they all come out of the sand in huge “armies” and march around together.

They are special because unlike other crabs, they walk forwards instead of sideways. And for once – for an Australian beastie – they are not poisonous and can’t kill you! ;) (Which Hsin-Yi was very happy to find out because she picked one up without thinking about that! )

And here’s a short video to show you their marching together…

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Ask Honey #2 – Finding your doggie soulmate: how to choose a breeder & the puppy that’s right for you

Ask Honey!is a new series of posts in which I will answer questions sent to us via the ‘Contact Honey’ page. ~ Hsin-Yi

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Hi!
    First let me start out by saying I love this site and have been visiting it daily to watch the videos of Honey with my two year old and he is a HUGE fan! Congrats on everything you’ve done, you both are very inspirational!   

I am hoping to add a Great Dane to our family soon (within 6 months) but I am having trouble knowing which puppy would be best so I was wondering what brought you two together?   

Also, seeing as this is my first time dealing with breeders are there any promises or should-be-deal-breakers I should be aware off? If you could help answer these questions I would be really grateful! Thanks!  

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Thanks for your lovely words and I’m delighted that your family is getting so much out of Honey’s site! :P   

To answer your 1st question… 

Honey is my first dog and she is the dog I waited all my life to have. Growing up with parents that hated animals, I was never allowed pets – although this didn’t stop me sneaking downstairs after everyone had gone to bed and nicking things from the fridge to go out and feed the stray cats in the streets around our house! (My mother could never work out where all those leftover bowls of lamb mince and roast chicken were disappearing to! :D )  

At my favourite place...the Zoo!

Paul @ 'Disocver Dogs' - UK (1999)

More than anything, I desperately wanted a dog. I spent hours poring over dog books, memorising all the different breeds, imagining all the tricks I was going to train and the places I would take my pup.  

Even when I got older and romance entered the equation, the No. 1 criterion for any boyfriend was always: “must love dogs”.  

In fact, Paul can attest to the fact that before he met me, he knew nothing about dogs other than that most of them were called Labradors and they barked and wagged their tails - but within a year of going out with me, he could tell a Grand Bassett Griffon Vendeen from an Otterhound, name the 4 different kinds of Belgian Shepherds and explain how the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever got its name.  

He even faithfully accompanied me on my yearly pilgrimage to Crufts…now that’s true love! :P   

'Discover Dogs' - UK (1999)

Sadly, even when I left home to go to university and then later when I married and started work, our living arrangements and my long work hours meant that having a dog was out of the question.  

Still – having my own home meant that I was finally able to have ‘a pet’ and Paul and I were thrilled the day we went to the pet store and came home with a little hamster. I named her Smilla, after the heroine in one of my favourite books, ‘Miss Smilla’s Feeling For Snow’ and she was the most adorable little thing with great personality…  

The one & only Smilla...

 Smilla’s nocturnal habits meant that she suited our working hours perfectly and was always ready to greet us at the top of her multi-level, ’space station’ Hamster Hub when we came home at night. As she had the honour of being our very first pet (Paul came from a non-animal-loving family too), Smilla was probably the most spoilt hamster in the entire United Kingdom and we were absolutely devastated when she died after 2 & half years, even though we knew this was a hamster’s normal lifespan. For such a tiny thing, she left a huge hole in our hearts.  

Life was even more unstable after we decided to emigrate Down Under and I think I reached the low point in my pet-less existence during our trial year in Sydney when we were living in a high rise block where even pet fish were not allowed.  In desperation, I adopted a slug I found in a cabbage and named him Solly (short for Solomon). I made him a luxury home in a plastic takeaway container and lavished him with love and spinach leaves…  

Solly the Slug

But alas – Solly went to the Great Cabbage in the Sky after just one month and I was desolate, although Paul consoled me with the thought that 1 month was probably a ripe old age for a slug and he had become a very fat slug by then and had lived a great life with us…  

It wasn’t until we finally decided to settle in NZ (and sold our souls to the Devil in order to finance the mortgage on our first house) that we were finally in a position to have the dog I longed for. Now, I hadn’t been wasting my time – all those years of going to Crufts and devouring dog books…I had been researching dog breeds obsessively – and ultimately, my chosen breed: the Great Dane.  

I made contact with the Great Dane Club in Auckland, went to a couple of dog shows and got to know the breeders in the country. My favourite were the fawns with their expressive black masked faces. My years in the UK had given me a preference for the European style of Dane, with the more solid structure, heavy jowls, wrinkles and majestic head.  

NZ CH Yacanto Dato Star (Imp UK) - Honey's father

But the most important thing for me was temperament. I quickly learnt that there was one breeder in NZ who was renowned for the temperament of their dogs – and we were lucky enough to make their acquaintance at a dog show. Not only were the Yacanto Danes wonderful in temperament but they were stunning in looks and exactly of the European type I preferred. It was meant to be! :P I met Honey’s father, Blade, and her brother, Jake, and fell in love with them immediately. They were just the most gentle, sweet, placid dogs you could imagine.  

Meeting Honey's big brother, Jake, and father, Blade...

Like all good breeders, they had a waiting list a mile long but we were lucky in that they liked us enough to bump us to the top of the list (Paul thinks it was more because they thought my obsessive research a bit disturbing and wanted to get me off their backs as quickly as possible! ;) ) – but we still had to wait a year for the litter, which would be a repeat of the mating that produced Jake. That was probably the longest year of my life! :D But finally – that email came: we had a puppy.  

Holding 4 week-old Honey for the first time...

We drove 9 hrs to visit the breeders and see Honey when she was 4 weeks old.  

Going into that room and hearing the squeaks and grunts of the puppies was probably one of the most exciting moments of my life.   

In fact, I had waited so long for this moment that when it came, it all passed in a bit of blur – like a dream.  

It was hard – even when I held her warm little body in my arms – to believe that here was my dog, at last.   

Honey was actually one of the smallest pups in the litter at the time – who would have believed that that little puppy would grow up into such a big, tall girl! :D   

  

There were 7 puppies in the litter but only 2 girls – so because we insisted on having a girl and Honey’s sister had already been marked for a show career, we didn’t really have ‘a choice’ as such – not that we’re complaining! :P And while Honey may not have had a great show career, I think she has still become a good ambassador for Great Danes – and made her breeders proud, in her own way!  

I had always promised myself that I would have my dog before I turned 30 – and sure enough, just a few months before my 30th birthday, Honey arrived home – the sweetest huge puppy with enormous paws, lots of wrinkles and a permanently bewildered expression…  

…and then the real fun began. All the reading and research in the world had not prepared me for what it was really like to have an 8 week old Great Dane puppy rampaging around the house. Let me tell you – it was a VERY steep learning curve! :P   

But that’s another story for another day…! 

OK – and now to answer your 2nd question with some practical information! :D   (if any readers have anything to add, please feel free to do so in the comments!)

With regards to choosing the most suitable puppy, I’m sure you have heard the standard advice: if you’re a first-time owner,  don’t choose the most confident puppy that comes running forward first to grab your shoelace (likely to be a real handful and require more experienced training) - nor the shy, timid pup in the corner (likely to need sensitive handling to prevent fear aggression developing) – but to choose the puppy in the middle: the one that might be cautious at first but then comes forward happily when you call; the one that interacts happily with his littermates but doesn’t try to bully or pin the others down all the time; the one that enjoys being handled but isn’t a miniature Jaws constantly at your fingers…of course, such a perfect puppy probably doesn’t exist! ;) (Actually, looking back, Honey pretty much met all these criteria although we were not really checking that intently at the time!) 

But there will definitely be variations within the litter and if you get a choice, it’s worth your while observing the different personalities and how they interact with each other and with the humans in the room. Think about your own lifestyle and what kind of canine companion would suit your family, eg. if you have loud, rambunctious children, then perhaps a more confident puppy might be more suitable after all; if you’re a pensioner living a quiet life, then a shyer pup might not be such a bad idea. 

Personally, I would always go for a more confident dog over a more timid one because there is a lot more you can do to temper a bold personality (with good leadership & training) whereas it can be very difficult to manage a fearful, anxious dog, especially if you do not have a lot of time to devote to patient socialisation (not that the more confident puppies don’t need this too but you can probably get away with less, because of their naturally exhuberant, ‘bounce-back’ personalities). 

If you want to get technical about it, there are ‘puppy temperament tests’ that you can do – these are often used to determine whether pups are suitable for life as a service dog – and include things like gently flipping the puppy on its back to see how much/how long it struggles and making a loud noise near the pup to see how quickly and well the pup ‘recovers’ from being startled. For more information about these tests, go to: 

However, these tests need to be done at around 6 weeks to produce any worthwhile results – before that, the pups are too young and haven’t really developed their personalities yet. Remember though, these tests are not an exact science, although they can give helpful insights. 

In any case, with rare pedigree breeds like the Great Dane, you may often not have a choice of puppy anyway, especially if you’re looking for “just a pet”. The ‘show homes’ will always get first choice of a litter and pet homes then select from the remaining puppies. If you are after a specific gender like we were and looking at a small litter, then the choice may be made for you.

This is why I feel that it is more important to choose a good, responsible breeder who will only be breeding from healthy dogs with stable temperaments - this means that while there will be variations within the litter, all the puppies should generally have stable temperaments and not be especially fearful. 

With Honey's breeders and her father & mother - both holding stuffies! You can see where Honey inherited THAT trait from! :-)

With regards to choosing a good breeder – as you can probably tell from my story above, I spent a loooong time researching and “preparing”. I was very lucky to be living in the UK at the time, where I could go to Crufts (the big annual dog show – equivalent to the Westminster in the US but bigger) as well as another great event called “Discover Dogs” which is organised by the British Kennel Club with the intention of helping the general public get to know the different breeds – so there are about 170 stalls, one for each of the breeds, and volunteer owners/breeders from each breed would be at the stalls with their dogs so people could meet the different breeds in real life, interact with them and ask questions about them. It is a fantastic way to really learn about a breed you’re interested in – see just how big or hairy or slobbery or hyper it is – and ask owners what it is like to live with them. You just can’t get that from a Dorling Kindersley, no matter how pretty the pictures! There are also doggie events on throughout the day, so I got to know all about the different activities you could do with your dog, like Agility, Flyball and of course, Canine Freestyle (“dog dancing”). 

So I did this for several years while I narrowed down my shortlist of breeds and then once I’d decided on the Great Dane, I researched the breed for another 3 years before making the commitment, reading every book published on the breed and also joining several online Dane forums just to lurk and read and learn (there are links to some of these forums in our sidebar)  

I don’t know if you have anything similar to Discover Dogs in the States but
if not, you can still go to dog shows and wander around. The people might
not be so willing to chat ‘coz they might be busy preparing for the ring,
etc, but this is still a good way to get to know the Dane breeders in
your area
. In particular – if you do have a preference for a certain type of Dane – then you can see which breeder’s dogs match your preference. (I often get asked by other Dane owners what to feed their dogs so that they will become big and solid like Honey and I don’t have the heart to tell them that it is a matter of genetics and they have the lighter, daintier type of Dane which will never look like Honey no matter how much they feed it! So if it matters to you, make sure you pick the right type from the start.) 

Of course, you must remember that dog shows are a very artificial environment and not necessarily how a dog would behave, especially in a pet situation, but at least you can get some idea of what the stud dog or brood bitch is like when strangers approach and their attitude towards other dogs (watch the breeders – are they quite relaxed or very tense and constantly having to pull their dogs back from lunging at other dogs?) – this gives you some idea of temperament, which is the most important thing in a petDon’t be swayed by the ribbons and silver cups – there are many show champions with questionable temperaments who would be disasters in a pet home situation.

Don’t be shy about introducing yourself to breeders and saying that you’re thinking of getting a Great Dane and just doing research on the breed. Good breeders will be impressed with you. When we were living in the UK, I knew there was no way we could have a dog but I still got to know the Dane breeders around me, even though I knew I would probably never get a pup from them. It was good practice and the more different Danes you see and different breeders you speak to, the more information & experience you get for when you are REALLY selecting your puppy.

We even went to visit a couple of breeders just to meet their dogs in a home setting – nice breeders won’t mind and will be very happy to discuss their breed with you – even though I told them from the beginning that I couldn’t get a pup yet but just wanted to research the breed. In fact, if you are interested in a particular breeder, I would advise visiting them separately and seeing their dogs in a home setting if you can, before putting your name down for a puppy.

Another reason it’s good to go to shows and introduce yourself is that good
breeders will have very long waiting lists
and they will usually only breed a few litters a year (no more than 2 litters from the same bitch a year, ideally less) – so you want to make a good impression with them so that they will remember you when you’re on the waiting list.

Questions to ask breeders…

Make a list of questions to ask and see if a breeder minds being asked these questions. A good, responsible breeder not only won’t mind but will welcome questions as they will see that you have done your research and really care and know what you’re talking about. If a breeder gets huffy or won’t answer questions, then walk away – no matter how cute the pups are.

Things to think about when selecting a breeder include: 

Health Tests

- make sure you read up on the common hereditary conditions affecting your breed, so that you know what tests are available for these conditions and can ask about them. (For books about Great Danes with info on genetic conditions, go to the My Library page).

  • Hip Displasia - are their breeding dogs hip scored and what are the
    scores? The Dane breed average is 13, I think, so dogs with a score lower than the breed average are preferred - and the lower the better. Both Honey’s father and mother had low hip scores. This doesn’t guarantee that she won’t get hip dysplasia but it will lower the chances. (Honey’s breeders were one of the few in NZ who hip scored their dogs at the time and this was a big deciding factor for me)
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  • Any heart tests? Danes are prone to cardiomyopathy and other heart problems. It’s not always easy to test for this as dogs usually present with heart problems late in life when they will have already been bred from – but it’s still good to ask the question.
  • Eye tests & Hearing tests? (especially if you’re planning on getting a dog from harlequin lines) Also, look at the prospective parents because this will give you an idea of what kind of eyes the pups will have. Some Danes are very prone to conditions like ”haws syndrome“, cherry eye and entropian – problems with a drooping or protruding 3rd eyelid – not only is this unsightly but it can cause the dog a lot of suffering, becoming red and inflammed, etc. So you really want to avoid that if you can. Similarly, some Danes can have very small, almost squinty eyes which can cause problems if the eyelids keep rubbing against the cornea. We are very lucky in that Honey has nice big but ”tight” eyes, with no loose red skin sagging underneath.

  • Ask the breeder about any health issues in their lines. If they insist there are none, I would walk away. A good, responsible breeder will admit that no line is perfect and there are always health issues and they will be honest and say what they are doing to address those issues (eg, testing or changing their breeding)
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  • The following is a (non-comprehensive) list of diseases known to affect Great Danes:
  • Hip Dysplasia 

  • Bone Cancer

  • Cardiomyopathies

  • Cherry Eye

  • Entropion

  • Ectropion

  • Epilepsy

  • Glaucoina

  • Stockards Disease

  • Cervical Vertebrae Istability (Wobblers)

  • Osteochonditis Disecans (OCD)

  • Megaesophagus

  • Gastric Dilation Volvulus (GDV /Bloat)

  • Calcinosis Circumscripra

  • Von Willebrands’s Disease

  • Central Core Myopathy (Muscle wasting disease)

  • EosinophilicPailosteitis (Wandering lameness)

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    • If you can, ask how long their (past) dogs normally live to. This isn’t a
      sign of a bad breeder since Danes sadly only live to 8yrs on average but I know some breeders have more longevity in their lines.  Having said that, I would still go with temperament first as I’d rather have a lovely-natured dog for 7 years than a difficult one for 12.

     

    Other requirements:

    For Danes, I would avoid a breeder who breeds several colours at once. Most responsible, ethical breeders only specialise in one or two colours and they are usually grouped together – ie. fawns & brindles/ fawn & black/ harlequin & black (incl. merle, mantle)/ blue & black) – there are some breeders who do have lots of Danes and breed all colours but they tend to be more of a “farm”. 

    Also avoid any breeder who advertises ‘unusual’ or ‘rare’ colours, such as “fawnequins”, especially at exhorbitant prices. These are not ethical breeders as purebred Great Danes follow a strict code of breeding in terms of which colours can be bred together. Certainly, there are some colours, such as merle, which are not accepted in the show ring but make perfectly lovely pets but they are an accepted result of harlequin matings. The main colours in Danes are: fawn, brindle, black, blue & harlequin. In the US and Australia, the mantle (Boston) colouring is also accepted in shows although they are banned in the UK and NZ. Merle, merlequin and white Danes can also be found in harlequin litters and make attractive, lovely pets, even if they are not accepted for show (note though: white Danes often suffer from deafness and blindness).

    Another thing to keep in mind about Danes is that the ‘rarer’ colours, such as blue and harlequin, have much more limited gene pools meaning that there is more inbreeding in general and any hereditary diseases are more likely to  manifest themselves in these colours, than in the more ‘common’ colours such as fawn.

    Even if breeders are being very careful, they may simply have fewer genes to select from. Furthermore, some inethical breeders, in their determination to produce the elusive harlequin markings, will breed from dogs who have the ‘right’ coat colour, even if they have poor health, temperament or structural conformation.  I’m not suggesting that all harlequin breeders have this mindset or that all fawn breeders are ethical and produce healthy pups but it is something to bear in mind. (My original first choice of colour was blue but after doing research and learning about the higher incidence of health problems in blue Danes, I decided to go with fawns, which were my 2nd choice.)

    There also tends to be fewer breeders of the ‘rarer’ colours and therefore your choice of breeders is more limited.

    For some great background information about Great Danes, check out: http://www.dainwood.co.uk/aboutthebreed.htm

    Avoid cheaply-priced Dane puppies. It is very expensive to breed and raise a litter of Dane puppies correctly and at the end of the day, you do get what you pay for.

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    Handling of puppies…

    Are the puppies whelped and kept indoors in the early weeks, so they can be exposed to the noises of the house and start their socialisation? This is vitally important. Ideally, pups should be kept in the house until they go to their new homes but with a giant breed such as a Great Dane, it may not always be practical or possible, especially if the breeders live in a small house. So they are often moved outside to purpose-built kennels after 5 weeks or so. But avoid breeders that let their bitches have their pups outside in the garden shed and keep them outside all the time - these pups will lack the vital contact & socialisation with humans and normal household noises.

    What socialisation has the breeder done or plans to do?  The more the better. For example, vacuuming near the pups, having a radio playing loudly nearby, having their own children or grandchildren (or friend’s children) visit and handle the pups, exposure to other pets…A puppy’s crucial imprinting period is from about 4 weeks to 16 weeks and once you miss this window, it can be very hard to socialise and overcome any fears – possibly resulting in an anxious, fearful, unstable dog which can develop fear aggression. So the early socialisation is absolutely crucial.  

    What are their responsibilities after the sale of the pup? – eg. would they be willing to take the pup back if needed? A good breeder will care about every pup they breed and be responsible for it for life. For example, our breeders have it written in our contract that if for any reason we need to rehome Honey, she would go back to them first, so that they can make sure she goes to a good home. They have a “spay-neuter” clause in their contracts which means that any pup they sell as a “pet only” must be neutered, so that no irresponsible breeding can be done from him/her. This protects the dog and prevents backyard breeding. These are all signs of responsible breeders who really care about their dogs, as opposed to just making money.

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    At the end of the day, however, some of it will be based on your gut instincts and your ‘feel’ for the breeders. We didn’t ask every one of these questions or check every one of these points specifically with Honey’s breeders but I was aware of them and therefore, I was probably subconsciously ticking things off as we spoke and interacted with Honey’s breeders.

    Sometimes, a good breeder won’t tick all the boxes but will tick several of the important ones, which is enough. You have to judge for yourself – but the more knowledge you have, the better you will be able to judge. It doesn’t mean, of course, that if you fulfill every one of these criteria, you will have the perfect puppy with no health or temperament issues – but it will go a long way towards stacking the odds in your favour.

    Most of all, don’t rush! Don’t just go for the first breeder in your area who happens to have a litter available. Do your research, assess the breeders, take your time. I see a lot of people who decide they want a Dane and get impatient and just jump on the first litter they see advertised. Not all breeders are created equal (and not all Danes are created equal!) and there is a reason why good breeders have long waiting lists. We waited over a year for Honey (or actually, 30 yrs!) and I’m very glad we did. Good things come to those who wait.

     

    Good luck! 

    When is Paul coming home?

    * My goodness, there were so many questions following our last post on shopping for the raw diet that I’ve decided to do a post just answering all those questions. But as I don’t want to bore you out of your minds with yet another long, wordy post (especially those not interested in raw diets), I will publish my answers later this week. So all those who have asked me questions (especially House & Jeanette!) – please don’t think I’ve forgotten you! :)

    I was also planning to do another ‘Ask Honey’ post last week but never got around to it so will try to do that soon too (sorry Stephanie!). ~ Hsin-Yi

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    My human, Paul, has been away a lot doing the Work Thing until very late every night.  Even when he is home, he is “on-call” which means he gets a Buzzy Noise that calls him back to the hospital to see sickie humans…sometimes even though he’s just got home and it’s really late and he hasn’t had dinner – if the Buzzy Noise goes, he has to turn around and go right back again! :(

    So I have been missing Paul on my walks – most days, Hsin-Yi takes me before it gets dark but sometimes, if Paul thinks he might finish a bit earlier, he will telephone Hsin-Yi on her mobile machine and we will wait for him to come home to do a walk together. But sometimes Paul gets caught by the Evil Buzzy Noise even when he’s trying to leave the hospital and then he doesn’t get home early after all – and we’re waiting…and waiting…

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    (6pm) …still waiting…

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    (6:40pm) …(sigh)…

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    (7:15pm)…oooh, is that him?

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    No, (sigh)…false alarm…

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    (7:45pm)…when is he coming home?

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    (7:50pm)…Hsin-Yi says I have to wait inside now…

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    (8:10pm)…why is he taking so long?

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    (8:20pm)…still waiting…

    (8:30pm)…Sigh…

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    (8:40pm)…Oh! What’s that?

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    YAY! It’s Paul! It’s Paul!

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    Paul’s home! :D

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    I’m so happy and excited, I’ve got to do a ‘happy dance’ with my stuffie!

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    Yay! And now it’s finally time for my walk, isn’t it? :P

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    Come on – what are you waiting for?

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    Come on, Paul – hurry up!

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    Ooh, I love ‘night walks’ – all those interesting smells and funny noises…and of course, the 6 million-dollar question: will I see a possum??

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    …it’s been raining…everything smells lovely and fresh…

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    Oh – another doggie out on a ‘night walk’…

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    …must keep my eyes peeled for possums…

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    …hmm, nothing. But I did see 2 long-necked birdies sleeping in a tree…

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    Hsin-Yi tried to get an “arty shot” using a special button on the camera for ‘night photos’ but we just came out looking like we have strange glowing, floaty heads…

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    OK – time for one last check of pee-mail…

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    …and then it’s time to go home (…and dinner!) ! :P

    Shopping for my raw diet…& the mystery of my disappearing weight

    * Warning: this post is not for the squeamish (especially if your human is a vegetarian! ;) )

    photo courtesy of Rachael Hale

    As some of you may know, I am on the Raw Diet and one of the hardest things about it is finding the right places to do shopping for it. Because you see, the Raw Diet is not like just finding bags of dried biscuits, all with a certain name, and then just buying the same thing all the time. Shopping for the Raw Diet is more like the way humans shop for their own food - seeing what’s fresh and yummy, having different things every day so that over the whole week, you get lots of variety and balance.

    Back in Auckland, we were very lucky because our local petshop, Animalia in Newmarket, had a big freezer which had lots of things from Raw Essentials - a special company that collects all the different kinds of raw meaty bones us doggies need on the Raw Diet (eg. chicken necks & carcasses, lamb brisket, rabbit shoulders, minced patties, even whole pilchards) and packs it all up for us in little bags, so it’s all ready to go in our human’s freezers at home.

    My humans also worked out which local supermarkets sold things which I needed in my raw diet, such as raw offal and butcher’s off-cuts. Most of my diet is fed as whole, raw meaty bones in the morning but for my smaller evening meal, my humans gave me a commercial raw mix called Mighty Mix, which had other good nutrients and supplements added in (eg. omega 3, 6 & 9, cold pressed flaxseed flour, eggs, green lipped mussels, kelp, garlic, honey and apple cider vinegar).

    * We were also very lucky that our wonderful vets in Auckland (The Vets,  608 Manukau Road, Greenwoods Corner, Epsom, Auckland) were very open-minded and supportive about the Raw Diet. In fact, here is some information taken from their website about their views on the Raw Diet:

    The Raw Alternative

    This approach is by many classed as alternative. It goes back to the days where our pets ate raw food and sometimes table scraps. This is a fact – there has been no food yet produced, wet or dry, that will exercise your dog’s jaws, teeth and also mental well-being as well a bone. These diets are based around the premise that cats and dogs would naturally eat animals they would catch and eat most parts of the animal.

    The people who promote these diets feel that animals do better eating raw food than commercial, largely grain-based diets. What type of foods are we talking about?

    • Chicken – frames, necks, whole.
    • Ostrich mince, wings.
    • Rabbits mince, shoulders, legs, saddles.
    • Salmon, lamb, beef, venison (mince).
    • Tripe, tongue & heart mix
    • Pilchards
    • Lamb brisket bones, beef neck bones

    It is a big change. This type of feeding requires a commitment to sourcing this type of diet, to have an area where you can store it – needs to be frozen. It even potentially needs an area to feed as it can be messier than the more conventional dry food diets.

    This type of diet can provide significant benefits to dental health. The amount of this that we see in the practice in both dogs and cats is enormous.

    The chewing of a bone can sometimes take a dog twenty minutes or so, it is great exercise for the jaw muscles and provides the dog with mental stimulation for an extended period of time. It allows them to fulfil a base premise of being a dog – chewing.

    How many of our dogs eat their daily intake of dry food within a minute? So these diets can provide not only health benefits but also behavioural enrichment.”

    (from www.thevets.net.nz )

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    It was very easy for my humans to do the shopping for my Raw Diet back in Auckland but when we moved here to Brisbane, they had to start from scratch again. They had to find places they could buy the different kinds of raw, meaty bones and also find a good commercial raw mixture for my evening meal.

    So it has taken them a long time to find good shopping places but finally – after nearly 6 months – they are working it all out.

    Here is my Raw Diet shopping list:

    • Chicken necks/wings/carcasses (aka. ‘chicken backs/frames’)
    • Lamb brisket, flanks, off-cuts (soft bones only)
    • Raw offal (kidney, liver, heart, tongue)
    • Oily fish (once a week)

    + ripe fruit & vegetables (usually leftovers from my humans), raw eggs (couple of times a week) and the commercial raw mixture.

    Chicken is the foundation of my diet – it is a good quality, low fat protein, and doesn’t cost a lot of money-paper too! :P I get chicken on Mon, Wed and Fridays. Then on Tue & Sat, I get lamb (or sometimes other types of red meat, like pork or beef, if my humans find cheap off-cuts of those). Every Thur – once a week – I get raw offal, which is especially good for things like Vitamin A and iron. And every Sun – once a week – I get oily fish, which has lots of good things for my joints and my heart.

    So my weekly menu looks basically like this:

    • Mon: Chicken
    • Tue: Lamb
    • Wed: Chicken
    • Thur: Offal
    • Fri: Chicken
    • Sat: Lamb
    • Sun: Fish

    That’s for my morning meal, which is my bigger meal. My evening meal doesn’t change – it is the commercial raw mixture every day, although my humans add different extra things to it every day, depending on what’s leftover in the fridge. Some days I get a raw egg, other days I get some old ripe fruit, another day I might get some yoghurt, another day some leftover roast potatoes…it changes all the time.

    You might be thinking this is a lot of work but actually, my humans say that once you get used to it, it is not really. Yes, it is a bit more work than just scooping biscuits out of a bag but they feel that it is such a better diet for me that they don’t mind the bit of extra work.  All they have to do is remember every night to take tomorrow’s food out of the freezer to defrost.

    All my raw meaty bones neatly bagged & stored in the freezer (the top layer is for my humans, the bottom 2 layers for me!)

    So for example, today is Friday so they will need to take some lamb out of the freezer for me, so that it’s ready for tomorrow morning. Then tomorrow morning, they just take it out of the bag, put it in my bowl and give it to me to crunch away! :D

    In Brisbane, there is no pet shop here that sells the different types of raw meaty bones like back in Auckland but my humans were very happy to find that the supermarkets here sell pretty much the same things:

    Different types of chicken at the supermarket deli...my humans usually get chicken wings, necks or frames.

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    And here are some of those things ready to be served as my breakfast!

    Chicken necks...

    Mmm...love chicken wings!

    My humans have also found that the supermarkets here sell lamb off-cuts in the pet section, which are really cheap and good for me. They just need to check through to make sure that there are only ‘soft bones’ (eg.white rib bones) which can be easily crunched up and nothing hard like grey/brown spine bones, which could get stuck :

    A big bag like that would give about 2 lamb meals...

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    The other great thing is that the supermarkets here also sell raw offal – often all chopped up and sealed in convenient bags!

    Diced beef kidney...

    Mmm...what's for breakfast?

    Lamb hearts!

    Unfortunately, my humans could not find any place that sells whole oily fish like I had back in Auckland (I used to get pilchards). So they had to use tinned fish but they make sure it does not have any salt added and is just the fish in its own natural juices. So every Sun morning, I get 2 tins of mackerel:

    YUM! Stinky fish! My favourite!!

    Hsin-Yi says this is actually worse than all the raw meat because it really stinks! I don’t know what she is talking about – I think the fish has a lovely smell and I always try to rub my wet, fishy jowls on the sofa afterwards to spread the smell around but Hsin-Yi always yelps and catches me first and practically wipes my face off with my slobber towel! Humph! :evil:

    Now, you know the Raw Diet is not fed like kibble where you get so many cups per meal, etc - with the Raw Diet, we are fed according to our body weight. So for example, a giant doggie like me, I should get about 1-2% of my body weight daily (smaller doggies need a higher percentage ’coz they are more active). This means I should get about 700g of food a day. My morning meal is usually about 500g – which means there is 200g left for my evening meal – which is usually given to me as the commercial raw mixture.

    Now this is where we ran into trouble.  When we first arrived (because you can’t get Mighty Mix in Australia) my humans decided to feed me the famous BARF patties, which are a mixture of raw meats, vegetables and other good stuff. They came in different flavours but my humans got me the Combo Recipe which had 4 different meats all mixed together:

    frozen BARF patties

    BARF Combo Patties
    Beef, Lamb, Chicken, Pork, Finely Ground Bones, Beef Liver, Egg, Broccoli, Celery, Spinach, Carrot, Ground Flax Seed, Dehydrated Alfalfa Meal, Beef Kidney, Beef Tripe, Apple, Pear, Grapefruit, Orange, Dried Kelp, Cod Liver Oil, Garlic, Cayenne Pepper, Vitamin E Supplement, Zinc Oxide, Manganous Oxide.

    According to the box, each patty weighed about 200g so my humans decided to give me 1 patty for dinner every night.

    But then they started noticing that I was looking very thin…some of you may remember a while back when my human, Hsin-Yi, posted about the mystery of my disappearing weight. I had always weighed about 70kg (~155lbs)  all my life back in NZ and everyone thought I looked in very good condition but after I moved over to Australia, my humans were shocked when they took me to the vet the first time and my weight came up as 59kg!!! That was a lot of weight to lose in a short time.

    At first they thought it was because of the hot weather and the stress of moving to a new home…but as the time passed and I still didn’t gain much back (I remained about 61kg) – they started thinking it might be my diet. Well duh! I could have told them that! I was starving all the time! :roll: They tried giving me 2 patties every evening instead of just one but I still didn’t put on much weight – even with 3 patties…and it was starting to get very expensive. So they sat down and thought about it and realised that maybe the problem was with the BARF patty itself.

    You see – they didn’t realise that 200g of the BARF patty might not be the same as 200g of the Mighty Mix they gave me back in NZ. In fact, Mighty Mix is a special dog food made for working sheepdogs and so it has lot of energy (‘calories’) in it – but also, my humans realised that it had some grain, whereas BARF patties have no grain at all.(Hsin-Yi says this is like humans going on a “no-carbs diet”).  Now, some Raw Diet people don’t believe us doggies need any grain in our diets at all – and it’s true that kibble probably has too much grain, which is not good for us - but my humans believe in ”everything in moderation” so they think a little bit of everything is best for balance.

    So they decided to do an experiment. They started adding some cooked oats or brown rice to my evening meals…and suddenly, I started putting on weight again! :P

    So that solved the mystery of my disappearing weight! But it was too much hassle for my humans to keep cooking oats & brown rice for my dinner every day so they decided to look for another commercial raw mix…and they were very happy to find a food called “Meal for Pets” which is sold in the Pet Cafe petstores.

    Meal for Pets
    premium grade fresh kangaroo meat, mixed in the correct proportions with fresh tripe, crushed and sprouted cereal grains, flax seed, vegetables, barley grass, garlic, parsley, calcium, yeast, lecithin, kelp and vitamin C

    Although it only has one kind of meat (kangaroo), my humans think this doesn’t matter because I get such a variety of other different meats in my morning meal anyway. And the good thing is it contains “crushed & sprouted cereal grains”, so no need to add oatmeal or brown rice (except as occasional extras!).

    So I have been eating this new food as my evening meal for 2 weeks now and everything is going really well! I am still putting on weight slowly – my humans took me to be weighed last weekend and I am 64.5 kg now! That’s still quite far from my original weight of 70kg but my humans think that I only need to gain back to 67-68kg, because I am older now and so it is better to weigh a little bit less.

    See – part of the problem is ‘coz I’m such a big, tall girl – so a couple of kilos more or less on me is very hard to see. For example, here is a picture of me a few months back when I weighed only 60kg

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    And here is a picture that Hsin-Yi took of me this morning, weighing about 65kg:

    Not much difference to see is there? That’s why Hsin-Yi got a bit grumpy and frustrated when we were seeing the different new vets here and everyone would look at me and say “Don’t change her weight – she looks good as she is now” – but I could be weighing 5kg more and they wouldn’t know the difference! People always think I look good, whatever weight I am at! If I went in at 70kg, they would probably think I looked good at that weight. 

    Here is a picture of me at 70kg (back in NZ)

    Anyway, Hsin-Yi felt very bad because all the vets were giving her a Telling Off for wanting me to put more weight on and didn’t believe her when she said I looked too thin. My hip bones were jutting out and even the knobbly bits at the top of my spine! Not to mention my ribs…

    So she emailed my lovely breeders back in NZ and they told her not to listen to vets who were not experienced with giant breed doggies and who didn’t know what we should look like. They agreed with Hsin-Yi that I looked too bony and scrawny at 60kg. All the doggies in my family are ‘big’ – my brothers make me look small and dainty! ;) My breeders said most of the boy doggies in my family weigh 80-90kg (175 – 200lbs) and the girl doggies weigh around 65-70kg (140 – 155lbs) , so it was fine for me to gain some weight back.

    So hopefully I will be getting my curvy figure back soon! :P

    “Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the beach…”

    A Doggie Brunch @ Roma St Parklands…

    On the Skybridge at Roma St Parklands...

    My friend, Loki the Great Dane, had a really cool idea: since we aren’t allowed to have playdates yet while I’m still on my “2 weeks gentle exercise” for my back ouchie – she suggested that we meet up for brunch instead! :D

    Yup – she said that Roma St Parklands, which is a pretty park in the city, has a cafe where there are nice tables outside and lots of space for giant doggies like us to stretch out – and lots of yummies on the menu!

    So we dragged our humans out of bed on the weekend (silly humans grumbling about their lie-ins…who needs lie-ins when you can have a brisk morning walk instead?! ;) ) to meet up in the park…

    We decided to do a big walk around the park first to work up an appetite before hitting the cafe!

    Meeting a scaly friend in Roma St Parklands back in summer a few months ago (see me wearing my cool coat?)

    Unfortunately, Roma St Parklands is not an off-leash park but it still has lots of lovely places to explore and things to sniff (my favourite are the giant lizards!) …

    …besides, Hsin-Yi says it’s important to do leashed walks sometimes – and not just have a ‘free-for-all’ in the dog park every day – so that us doggies don’t forget our leash manners.

    I always get a mixture of leashed walks and off-leash romps every week and my human rotates the places we go to – from parks to city streets – so that I practise my manners in different settings with different distractions. And it’s good for keeping up my socialisation too coz I’m always encountering new things! :P

    Since we are going into winter now here in Australia, the weather is much cooler and there isn’t anymore of that yucky, sticky humidity in the air – so it’s much nicer for walks! 

    It was just perfect as we set off – with the cool air but sunny blue skies…

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    We started in the section of the park called Fern Gully, which has got lots of trees and bushes and a little stream running through it – and is like a mysterious little forest…

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    …and it’s the best place to spot lizards so I was on ‘high alert’!

    Actually, I was being a bit naughty because Paul was walking me and I know he is much more soft-hearted and less strict than Hsin-Yi, so I always “forget” my manners a bit when I’m with him… Hee! Hee! ;)

    Some of you may remember that I have been taught 2 ways of walking when I am on the leash. Usually, my default command is “Close” which means that I can walk where I like: in front, behind, left or right – as long as I keep the leash loose. I can also stop to sniff things and pee, etc.

    This is me walking in "Close"

    But then sometimes – if we’re passing something stressy like another doggie lunging on his lead or a cat or a child holding an ice-cream at perfect nose height (hey – that’s not stressy! That’s an ‘opportunity’! :lol: ) or just walking in a very crowded, exciting place – then my humans tell me to “Heel” which means that I must walk on their left side, with my shoulder next to their leg, and totally ignore everything around me and just follow their pace, wherever they are going. I have to keep doing this until my humans ask me to Sit and give me my release word (“OK!”) and then back into “Close”.

    This is me walking in "Heel"

    When us doggies are  doing Heeling properly, we have to concentrate really hard to ignore all distractions and only focus on our humans, so it’s awfully tiring and we can’t do it for long.

    (Back in Auckland, we once met a human who boasted that her doggies could Heel for the whole 1hr walk – but if you watched them, they weren’t really Heeling properly – they kept trying to surge forward all the time and their human had to constantly yank them back and they were sneaking sniffs or lunging towards things….)

    My humans believe it’s much better for us doggies to Heel very well for short periods, when it’s really necessary- rather than to do a sloppy ‘kind-of-Heeling-but-actually-pulling’ for the whole walk, which is pointless and not relaxing for the humans to walk us at all! Quality over quantity! :P So my humans only use “Heel” for short sections of the walk, when I need to pass distractions calmly. The rest of the time, I am just walking in “Close” – a much more relaxed, casual walking mode which lets me enjoy myself as long as I still remember my manners and don’t pull! :D

    But you know, us doggies are very clever at quickly working out which humans are ’serious bosses’ and must have R-E-S-P-E-C-T (!) and which humans are softies who might let us get away with things if we just act cute or play up a little bit…this is why we are sometimes obedient angels with some humans and naughty devils with others! Hee! Hee! :twisted:

    So whenever Paul is walking me and I get a bit excited, I start running around and even (gasp!) pulling a bit on the leash…!

    Oooh! Is that a lizard?!

    And what's that over there?

    Hsin-Yi gets very grumpy if I don’t have good manners on the leash – and then she was getting grumpy at Paul for not controlling me properly…so then she got the Scary Look on her face and I got a Big Telling-Off ! :(

    After that, I walked very politely…! :D

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    The park was so lovely with so many beautiful colours and shapes of different trees and bushes and flowers…

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    We roamed all over, from the sweeping hills at the the top of the parklands…

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    …to the palm tree groves and lake front at the lower ends…

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    …and we even went onto a big bridge running right across the top of the parklands with great views of the city!

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    …and of course, we always meet lots of people who are fascinated by giant doggies! :)

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    But finally, it was time to hit the cafe – yay!

    Our humans had thoughtfully brought beds for us so that we could be comfortable while they were eating.

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    The Melange Cafe is very dog-friendly – after we settled in at one of the big roomy outdoor tables, they even brought a bowl of fresh water out for us doggies!

    Of course, I offered to help the humans choose yummies from the menu but I have to say, they were not very appreciative!

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    Still, they didn’t make too bad choices on their own…

    I offered to help them eat it too – especially Hsin-Yi’s French Toast (with bacon!) but sadly, they all declined my offer.

    So I decided to catch up on my snoozing instead…my humans had put my bed in the perfect sunny spot!

    Here is Loki relaxing too…

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    It was a bit hard to snooze, though, because people kept pointing and staring at us…

    My humans say that this is one of the things that would put them off having a Great Dane again. Although they are very thankful that people like me so much and are very honoured by all the attention, they would really like to be able to go out sometimes and not have people constantly coming up to ask questions or want to pat me (sometimes there’s a queue!) and especially if there are children, Hsin-Yi has to supervise and so can’t just relax.

    (If there are any humans reading this who are thinking of getting a Dane, make sure you won’t mind being the centre of attention all the time – every time you go out, every walk, even after the novelty has worn off! :P – and that you make time to socialise your Dane pup well so that he/she will be able to cope with all that constant attention!)

    Still, it wasn’t actually wasn’t too bad this time – maybe because the tables were set a bit away from the path and so although people were pointing and staring and talking about us, they didn’t actually come up to our table.

    If you remember, Loki is a bit shy but since we have been seeing more of each other, she is getting less shy of me…look, here I am inviting her to play and she seemed quite interested! :P

    But unfortunately, our humans said it was time to go home…

    Check out Loki’s car machine – isn’t it an awesome ‘Dane-mobile’?


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    I had such a wonderful morning and my humans said that now that they have found a nice dog-friendly cafe, we can go there again often! :D

    Roma St Parklands