This photo is from a visit FM & I made 12 years ago to a friend’s home in Hawaii. I’m with Thurston which is one of two English Mastiffs my friend owned and, although I hadn’t met the dogs before, we became fast friends.
Claudia was the older of the two dogs and she would lay at the front door. When we got to the house, I leaned over her and rang the door bell. My friend called for us to come in so I stepped over Claudia and walked in. As I got to the kitchen, I realized FM wasn’t behind me. I went back out and he was still in the same spot. FM said: “She won’t let me in” Sure enough, every time FM tried to step over her, she growled. Don’t know if you’ve ever heard a mastiff growl ~ it’s low and deep and there’s no doubt, if you made her get up, there would be no bark, just bite. It’s the only time I’ve seen hesitation on FM’s part.
There are big dog people, small dog people and ‘no dog’ people. I definitely fall into the the big dog catagory. I’ve always loved the personality of those gentle giants.
My dream is, if we ever find a place to settle down, to have an English Mastiff AND an Irish Wolfhound. Imagine the dog food bill for those two. 😉 FM prefers a black lab ~ it’s his favorite dog of all. Guess we better plan on a place with lots of yard space.