Back in the 90's myself and 3 friends went to a Rolling Stones concert in Seattle. We decided after the show to grab a pizza and some beer and go back to my house to drink into the wee hours.
Buster had met two of my buddies, but not the third.
I had totally forgotten about that.
I entered the door first and was followed, one by one, by each of the 3. The last was Terry...who had not been introduced to Buster.
Now Buster was 109lbs with a square head. A substantial dog...a great physical specimen. Gentle...almost felt sorry for himself because everyone feared him.
We got to the kitchen and no Terry, no Buster and no noise. I hollered for Terry, no response. Hollered for Buster and heard the very, very low guttural rumble of a growl.
I look around the corner and there was Terry frozen in the doorway. Unable to move or speak.
Buster's nose planted firmly between his legs, deep into his crotch with that low rumbling growl.
As soon as I told Buster it was OK, he backed up and starting wagging. Happy to see all of us.
I still remember Terry later that night with Buster in his lap trying to pour a drink of beer into his mouth.
109lb lap dog.
“109lb lap dog.”
Could be worse.
“Laughing Boy” walks along the back of the sofa and then wraps himself over my shoulders like a huge, heavy fur stole...and uses my left shoulder as a resting place for his massive head.
If I’m asleep, he’ll spread out across my hips to “guard” me until I wake.
My hips are killing me...LOL
[no wonder I’m aching everywhere, all the time]
I have a similar Rhodesian Ridgeback story. Hazel my 90lb RR was probably the most intelligent dog I have ever had. I had a boy who worked part time at my brother vet clinic doing some work around my yard. I had not introduced Hazel to the kid because he had bathed her at the clinic so I didn't think it was necessary.
I miss Hazel. When Hazel first saw him walking across the back yard she took off after him and held the back of his thigh in her mouth (gently) while she cut her eyes to me asking what she should do with him. I called her to me, she let go of him and then stayed between me and the boy for the rest of the day. He knew enough about dogs, not to run from her.