Posts Tagged ‘great dane’

Sweet Dreams Big Girl

Monday, September 5th, 2011

As many of you know, Tessa, my Great Dane is 13+ years old. That’s incredibly old for a Dane. We have been so lucky to have her, and she’s been a really special girl.

We lost her on Friday, and I cannot find the words to describe how much she has meant to me and Big R.  So instead I’m opting to do a simple slide show of some of my favorite pictures of her.

I’m not very good at “all things technical”, so to get it to play you need to click on the link and download it. Then you can play it from there.


WOW!!! 13?

Saturday, May 7th, 2011

Words can’t begin to express what this girl means to me. So I won’t try.

Happy 13th Birthday Tessa Mae. Sloppy Joes and cupcakes all around!!!

My 13 year old Great Dane - Tessa Mae

My 13 year old Great Dane - Tessa Mae

Weather - Weather - WEATHER!!!

Thursday, February 3rd, 2011

Tuesday morning Tessa (my elderly Great Dane) woke me up at 5:00am to go outside and (of course) EAT!! When I opened the door we were bombarded with tiny icicles hurling themselves at us at lightning speed. It was BAD out there. The wind was HOWLING!!! So what started accumulating on the ground and the roads, was ice. Millions of little chunks of ice that melded together to make our lives miserable.

Winter in Dallas isn’t really like winter at all. I mean, when you can do your Christmas shopping in a tee shirt and shorts, it’s really not winter. I’m from Minnesota, OK? Where winter really IS winter. The only time Dallas really feels like winter is during an ice storm, and I will admit that my Minnesota driving experience doesn’t help me there at all. I can drive on snow – I know how to do that – how to put the car in low and NOT spin your tires. You know, all the standard common sense stuff. But there really isn’t much you can do on ice.


I HAD to drive to my part time (once a week) job Tues night, and even though I’m only a few minutes away, it was a scary proposition. The streets were just ice. Might as well have been a skating rink. So I started braking early when coming to a stop light. My disk brakes went into overtime. Sliding, sliding, sliding, and finally coming to a stop. Then when the light turned green there was still no guarantee that someone wouldn’t t-bone you because they couldn’t stop for THEIR red light.!!!! Like I said – SCARY!! Luckily there weren’t that many cars on the road.


The media always amazes me during these weather outbreaks. It’s like they are foaming at the mouth for some juicy weather disaster.

Today is day 3 of the storm. Actually it only stormed once, and the ice that is on the road now is the same ice that’s been there since early Tues a.m. There is ABSOLUTELY nothing new happening right now, weather wise. And yet, the media breaks into my favorite programs every 10 minutes to show us pictures of 18 wheelers stuck on bridges, cars sliding into each other, folks a little short of grey matter standing behind pickups and jeeps – trying to PUSH them on the ice. Now there’s a good idea!

REALLY???? Are you SO desperate for news that we must drag this out for days on end??? I haven’t even been able to get any national weather (except for the ½ hour a day that the national news is on). No Early Show – just local weather. More and More and MORE local weather.

The true irony of the last few days is that Dallas is hosting the Superbowl this weekend. All of the football fan super-money that was supposed to be flowing into Dallas is being hijacked by the ice storm.

I guess God does have a sense of humor after all.

Ode to Dog Hair

Sunday, September 21st, 2008


Dog hair here, dog hair there
Dog hair nearly everywhere

It doesn’t take long, it soon adds up
I most certainly could fill a small truck

Every day, the broom must pay
The hair it seems, is here to stay

I sweep each day, but it does no good
The very next day, it’s understood

The mound of hair, it will be back
It’s a little brown, and a little black

This task of mine, it never ends
Cleaning up after my furry friends

But I don’t mind too much, you see
Cause I like them and they like me

I’d have them around in any case
Even if they “hairy” up the place

They are the best, these guys and gals,
They are the very best of pals

So sweep I will, I won’t complain
Not even of hair of the huge Great Dane!

Or the wavy hair of the small wild one
That’s all I’ll say - my Ode is Done!

On Turning Ten (from May 7th)

Friday, July 25th, 2008

Today is a big day for my Great Dane, Tessa. She has endured me for 10 glorious years. And she’s been (knock on wood) pretty darned healthy throughout. You may have read a little of her history on my web site, and what a remarkable transformation she made with the help of clicker training. She is truly a joy at this point - with the exception of her early morning yodel-fest for food. She’s just absolutely sure that she will expire if she hasn’t eaten by 5:30, or possibly 6:00. (Sometimes even 5:00 a.m.). But it’s a small price to pay for such an otherwise wonderful and devoted companion.

My dogs always get a little party on their Birthday. I used to give them sloppy joes, and cupcakes. Before you gasp, know that I scrape most of the frosting off the cupcakes, and I always buy vanilla. I’m not a TOTAL idiot. But in an effort to be healthier (sigh), I have switched to fake veggie meat instead of sloppy joes. They seem to like it almost as much.

This year I made Tessa pose with a boa for her birthday pic. I tried a crown too, but it kept falling off. She didn’t like it much, but agreed, it was a small price to pay for cupcakes!!! :-)

Happy Birthday Big Girl!!!