Mum and Dad found me in April 2009 at a rescue shelter for Great Danes in scotland.
I had a bit of a rough start in life and my first owner just left me outside with his other dog. After a year and a half of living outside Auntie Jean from the Scottish Great Dane Rescue came to save my brother and i got to go along as well woohoo!. I might of been a little smaller than the others but fitted in with all the big Danes really well. Auntie Jean told my mum i almost died at the rescue when another Dane almost ate my whole head but i survived coz i'm a wee firecracker!
It was love at first sight when my new mum and dad met me - i personally thought they were a bit strange. I done a few wee to show them i was nervous but mum diden't even mind she just quickly cleaned it up and didn't even shout at me. I know then that things were about to change for me. Since then i have been finding my feet with them and it all seems to be going well. Even mastered how to wrap them round my little paw!