Meet Perseus. The friendly Mastiff mix. He knows he is to big to be a lap dog, so just his head (barely) fits.
When we got our dog, he was whole and complete. Who ever it was that had him really trained him well. The only time he barks is when the UPS Truck shows up and or if some one rings the door bell. Other wise you would never even know we have a dog. One day while "She Who Must be Obeyed" was in the hospital for her knee surgery, I put his bowl of water and food on the floor for him. I left the house about 0645hrs. I did not get home until almost 2130hrs. I figured he would leave me a gift some where in the house, (because he was locked up all the time I was gone) no presents who ever had him and either had to give him up or lost him did a real good job training him. Our "Throw Away dog" is a real prize.
This is Ace. He is an 8-year-old AKC German Short-haired Pointer from Quint Valley S&R in eastern Colorado... He is my nearly constant companion, a fiercely loyal friend, and a loving clown-faced moron all rolled into one ball of unbounded energy. A feared intruder in the local wildlife community, as he spends most of his days with an eye and ear to the sky. His interests include road trips, lying on a rock in the sun, and the occasional steak dinner.
I realized long ago that I was neither intelligent nor articulate enough to offer fashion criticism to Mrs. Samurai.