Hilde’s Picture
Saturday, January 3rd, 2009
If anyone comes close to her chair, she gives them the look you see.
Hilde is a Great Dane, and she is big. She weighs 165 pounds, and the only one she defers to is mom. If anyone else tries to make her do anything, she just stares at them. You should see her, though, when she wants something. She is such a troublemaker. If she wants a bone, then she wants it right now, no matter what mom or dad is doing. If one of them doesn’t do her bidding immediately, she cavorts around making a nuisance of herself–barking and pawing at the couch, chair, or me if I’m close at hand. One of the worst things she does is stand in front of the television until she gets her way. If mom makes her move, she just leaves for a second and then stands in front of it again. Most of the time, she gets her way; partly because mom pampers her and partly because dad loves her so good. Although I hate to admit it, I really love her; I just don’t want her to know it, because it would make her feel too good. She has a big enough head already.
