It’s been almost two weeks since our lives changed forever. Monday, May 17th, Erica and I drove to Hanceville, Alabama to pick up our new puppy we named Lucy May. She was eleven weeks old the day we picked her up. She was perfect throughout the hour long drive home, not making a sound at all. Her first couple of nights were tough, as she’d never been away from all of her brothers and sisters before, but she’s been doing better every day. We decided to crate train her, which has been a great decision. She now knows that “outside” is the place she’s supposed to “potty”. She even lets us know with a tap on the blinds to the door outside that she’s ready.
It’s truly amazing how much she sleeps. If I had to guess, I’d say she’s on her bed about 21 hours of the day, asleep about 18 of those hours. For a puppy, she’s extremely calm, and extremely lazy. Even when she knocks her ball or her bone off her bed, she just looks at it and then looks at us because she is too lazy to get off her bed to pick it up. This nonchalant demeanor of great danes is the biggest reason we decided to get one. I always joked with Erica that she didn’t really want a dog but an ottoman that breathes and she can pet. Well, that’s pretty much what we got.
Lucy definitely loves attention. She will sit all day and let you play with her ears, and she’s also a natural lap dog. We’ll have to see how that one plays out as she gets to be 100+ lbs. We’ve had a great time with her so far, and the training has been quick and relatively easy. However, she is definitely a full time pet, and every decision we make has to involve her. We wouldn’t trade it for a thing, even if we call her Lucifer when she’s bad! I’m sure I’ll post pictures consistently as she grows, so check back!