Hi friends –
I like to tell stories about what happens in my life and share them with all of you, but I don’t want to do it to the extent that you get tired of my silliness. I probably could post a new story each day if I was allowed. Mom has wanted me to tell everyone about what happens at bed time and Dad has been thinking, who cares? Now, before your imaginations run like a two Danes off lead, the story is totally G-Rated, so there.
So, here’s how it usually happens. I take Dad for our last walk before bed time. When we get back in he has to put my lead away and take off his shoes. This takes him a few minutes so I usually head over to my water bowl and recharge, then I head up to the bedroom and see Mom. She’s usually already in bed, while Dad still has a bit left to his nightly routine. This is okay with me because I have figured out that Mom lets me get away with things that Dad doesn’t and what he doesn’t see doesn’t get me in trouble. While Dad’s busy I get cuddle time with Mom. Yep, she lets me up on the bed for pets, and hugs. I really like to curl up like a widdle pup and be little spoon. Mom thinks it’s cute, while Dad thinks it is negative reinforcement. I’m reinforcing that he is being negative. Every night now, he tells me to get back to my own bed. Of course once I do. I insist he come over and say good night, by petting me and telling me what a good boy I am, otherwise I complain just like the human tween puppy. Then I take my blanket that has been laid out neatly over my bed and adjust it just right and lay down. (Humans just don’t understand the work it takes to make a bed comfortable.) I use my nose and sometimes my teeth to get it just right. Once I accidentally wrapped up my whole head. Oops. As soon as Dad gets into bed and turns out the light I have to make sure they are safe so I get up again and check on him. I walk to his side of the bed and put my head on him, give him a kiss good-night and demand a final back scratch for the night. (It’s my way of saying I think he’s a good boy too). I repeat this process over on Mom’s side of the bed. After that is done then, and only then, can I go back to my bed and settle in for the night. Every Dane knows, however, that once you get up from a perfectly nested bed it is completely ruined and you need to start over. So I have to rearrange, again, and turn in at least half a dozen circles before I can lay back down. I really don’t know why the humans laugh so much when I do that.
Another job I have taken on is to patrol the house at least once to be sure everyone is safe. I especially do this on the nights that the human puppies are staying with us. I have not found a problem yet, but I do insist on providing Dad a status report when I get back from each round. I do this by either poking Dad with my nose or laying my head on top of him (with force). I have to make sure he wakes up to confirm my status with a pet. Then I can go back to bed, which requires that I rebuild my nest because like I said before, once you get up it is never quite right. The eldest human puppy and I have exacting standards for these types of things. Mom and Dad joke, but I’m sure there is a clipboard kept for tracking these sorts of things.
Casper the Friendly Dane 
I laughed out loud, reading how you rearrange your bed. I could picture it. We had a bloodhound when I was a kid, and she was particular about her sleeping spot too. Keep up the stories. They’re great.
Casper thank you for writing on your blog today since it seems like it has been a long time. Glad you are doing good and being a good boy with your dad. Mom’s always like to have their babies and hug and kiss them but sometimes Daddy’s don’t like that. But you seem to be doing so well and making your Dad a happy self sufficient individual which makes everything great just like a Great Dane. Can’t wait to hear more stories. We all love you Casper
I love to read your blog Casper. Sounds like you have the bedtime routine all mapped out pretty well! Take good care of your Mom & Dad and keep writing for us, OK? Lots of back rubs!
Love to hear your stories Casper. You are such a special Dane. It never hurts to be on safety patrol to keep your family safe and sound. You must bring lots of smiles to your family’s face! Keep up the good work…and the stories coming! 🐾😍🐾
Hi sweet boy; I’ve missed you!! There’s a lot for you to do before your final roll around your bed! You are a very responsible pup; making sure the whole family is tucked in and everything is safe and sound in the house. Good boy! Sounds like you have your nightly duties down pat! That’s wonderful. Keep up the great work that you do….love you, Casper… ❤
Casper you’re such a good boy and my Seamus says he understands your night routines only too well. He/we were so glad to hear you have similar bed making theories.
Love it!
I have a confession to make: I think I used to be a dog in a previous life. That thing with the bed never being quite right unless you adjust it to your very own specific preferences? I do that, all the time! I understand you, Casper, perfectly. And no, I don’t really see what’s so funny about it, either. We just know what we like, right?
And I add my voice to the other commenters – I never tire of reading about your adventures, big and small. Keep them coming!
Casper, I really enjoy hear all about your daily adventures. You are so sweet & goofy. Have loved you since the day I saw you come into this world. Bedtime sounds like fun in your house. Keep up the good work with Dad.
Oh, for goodness sake, Casper, we never tire of your stories and look forward to them whenever your humans have the time to type them for you. You are still the best secret service kid I know. Keep up the good work. Lots of hugs )))))))))
Aw, Casper, sounds like your Mom and Dad are doing things just exactly to your preferences! Which makes life pretty sweet for you, I bet. Loved hearing about bedtime, thanks for sharing with us.
I love to hear from you
I love hearing your stories, Casper. It is so special to to hear about how your are doing the job your were born to do. Especially since I watched you and your siblings be born and grow up. I love your speckled back legs.