Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Daddy of the Mack Daddies

Yeah, he knows he's cool. Ironic that today is the kickoff for ASPCA's no cruelty to animal's month and the day my fellow bloggers are paying homage to beloved pets. Why? Oh, because Wallace (the pimp in the shades) soggied up and chewed up my softball glove, my childhood softball glove that I let Glen borrow.

Sigh. He's not even a mass destroyer and at his size, he could be. (This pic is when he's about 7 or 8 months old.) Why do they never go for a plastic bag or old newspaper or something you could care less about? He got in trouble, of course. He knew what he was doing, of course. I still love the heck out of him, of course of course, he's the size of a horse.

4 comments:

tipsy texter said...

dude, Wallace could get things damp just by looking at them!! love that pic.

JPM said...

what a cool customer! sorry about your old glove....these fur-kids do teach patience..so worth it.

mister e said...

They never go for the newspaper and you can't help but love them. What are you gonna do?

Sarah said...

Awesome picture and a sweet post. Great Danes are both regal and comical-looking at the same time.

Sometimes I think dogs only destroy things that smell like their people, either because of some weird, "This smells like you AND it's fun to chew!" dog logic. Maybe that proves to them how much WE love THEM. Then again, maybe baseball gloves are just secretly delicious.