Puppies

If you become a frequent reader of this blog, you will hear of the puppies, so I'd might as well get it out of the way. We have three giant dogs, all of whom are rescues.

Zeke (Ezekiel) is a Great Dane/Mastiff (and rumored Rottie) mix. He is brindle and weighs in at a handsome 160 lbs. His feet are bigger than mine are. He has a great disposition and is a totally devoted mama's boy. He's almost 8, which is getting up there for the giant breeds. He is my heart and when he leaves me for his next assignment. He does this really cute thing with me where he krinkles up his nose and sneezes when he's particularly delighted at my antics or trying to look cute. I say he's laughing.

Pepper is a Lab/Pit Bull mix. She's chocolate brown with a blaze of white on her chest - she looks like an eclair. We also call her "the chocolate pig" because she has, uh, weight issues. She's about 120 lbs. Way too heavy for her. We're working on it.

Madeline (Maddie-moo) is our youngest. We adopted her in December 2007. She's a purebred Great Dane, also a rescue. For some reason, when her first family adopted her as a puppy, they did not have her vaccinated for Parvo, which she contracted. They then surrendered her to the local shelter and she was scooped up by a wonderful rescue group in Woodland, CA. Please visit their site and give them all the support you possibly can. This is a grass roots group, and is staffed by a handful of caring and committed volunteers. Maddie is 15 months old, gangly and a terror - we adore her. She prances when she walks, but can do the most absurdly clumsy things, so we say she's 1/2 ballerina and 1/2 Gomer Pyle. My husband calls her Madeline Monroe because she's so pretty. But, Lord, what a dork.