What is it about Nappy, the Great Dane, that I love ever so much? He's huge and ungainly. He takes liberties with the food left on the counters. He takes up the entire couch and cries when you try to push him off. He runs around like a drunken horse. Oh, but he is 100% sweet and loving. His childlike energy is contagious. And he makes me laugh nonstop with his over-sized antics. Just looking at his giant head cracks me up.
Nappy comes to stay with us on the Hill every six weeks or so when his people go out of town. Josie and the other dogs are used to him, but they don't necessarily look forward to his visits, at least at first. Nappy is like a five-year-old in a linebacker's body, and it takes the girls a day or two to adjust to his oafish ways.
Here's what happened when Nappy showed up last week.
Josie was doing her evening thing... just chillin'.
Nappy showed up and greeted his BFF, Gideon.
Oh, Josie, look who's here to see you!
Say it ain't so. Lord help me.
JOSIE!!!!!!!! It's me, Nappy!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What did I ever do to deserve this?
Oh, a lot, Josie, a lot. Pay back's a b****, huh?
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