Introducing Tango

When I lost Ranger, my Saint Bernard mix, to osteosarcoma in Feburary of 2010, I knew that eventually I would have another big dog.

Very shortly after we lost Ranger, we acquired Lugnut. Brian (the World's Best Fiance') had been wanting a small dog for quite some time, and we agreed not to bring another dog into the house until Ranger was no longer with us. Ranger was always choosy about his doggy friends to begin with, and we felt that the pain and stiffness in his leg due to the cancer was not exactly going to make him more warm and open to taking on a full-time roommate. It was his time to be the only special boy.

After he passed, we decided that the perfect dog for us would be a tough, scrappy little mutt that we could cart around to car shows and and on road trips. (OK, actually the WBF decided that. I still wanted a giganto dog.) He decided on a name and we set out to find the ugliest, neediest, most disturbing dog possible to fit the title. We ended up with Luggy, and even though I am not entirely sure he is actually a dog at all (possibly some rare form of ground-walking fruit bat??), there is indeed a special place for him in my heart. And in my dirty clothes, where he likes to sleep.

So, our little family of three was almost complete and getting on well. Except, a part of me was still empty. I still longed for my big dog.

Then we saw Tango online at a nearby shelter... Tango is a one and a half year old Great Pyrenees with biggest head and longest legs you have ever seen. He looks like some kind of mutant white Wookie...

After heroic efforts on the part of WBF to get Tango into our lives, he is here. For better or for worse...

Either way, this is his forum and he's got alot on his mind.