What would you like for Christmas? A dog mom! What would you like for your birthday? A dog mom!......so this is how it went year in and year out since the time I have first set a foot on this earth and got licked in the face by the first mutt in the front of a convenience store.

And than finally, I got a dog. I was 11 years old and he was a little rascal Daschtung boy named Nik. He left us way too soon and in his place came his lovely son - Julius Gaius Caesar, simply our Cezulin. We called him a profesor. He gave us beautiful 12 years and than one day he walk out, and without a proper goodbye, left us.

I was hitting my adolescence and I thought I knew everything, so as an almost-adult, know-everything being, I was under the assumption I can make all my decisions, I brought home black Bugsy. It was a best thing that have ever happened to me. We called her Barunko, Blazeno, Bazino etc. and loved her just as much as she loved us. She did not have papers, wasn't a handsome Dane for sure (I can see it now :-) , but she was precious - both in her dispozition and obedience.

She died tragicaly, almost 9 years old, and I knew right then, that any other than an Apolo of dogs - a Great Dane - won't do.

And than Beryl a.k.a. Tereza entered the scene...