About two weeks ago, I adopted a huge dog from the Belleville Area Humane Society, that I like
to call the “Happy Horse” because of his size, and his personality. I mentioned
him briefly in my recent
guest post on Mike Moore’s blog, Canadian
Atheist.
He’s a Black Lab/hound mix, between 85-88 pounds (it’s hard
to tell for sure, he wouldn’t hardly sit still on the scale at the vet’s
office), and is 28 inches tall from the bottom of his front paws to the top of
his head. He is a gentle, but hyper (and very strong) dog, despite the fact
that he is 5 years old, and you can see grey specks in his black fur. From the
information I had received from the Humane Society, apparently at some time, he
had worked around, or lived with special needs children.
Whoever had owned him previously had apparently trained him
well, he doesn’t even try to chase squirrels or cats (though most cats are
terrified of his size), and he had apparently been taught not to be
confrontational with other dogs.
