Meet Gladys. She is the new addition to our family. By this time, y'all are probably thinking that Brian and I are some kind of dog fanatics, and you're right. Early Saturday morning, I was trotting along through our neighborhood with Vito and Samson, enjoying our luxurious new harnesses, when I was caught off guard by an enormous beast - an English Mastiff. I had no idea what kind of dog this was, until I asked the fearless owner. Quickly, I rushed home and woke up my snoozing husband, and said, "Brian, guess what kind of dog we saw this morning on our walk?" Of course, he had no idea, so I replied, "An English Mastiff. That was an awesome dog!" Brian's eyes all of a sudden lit up as he said, "I love those dogs. They're HUGE! We should get one." So, the research began. All day long we started reading online about the breed. Brian already knew tons about them, but I was totally clueless. By about 2:00pm, we'd found a breeder about an hour away, so we jumped in the car, loaded with cash. Because, everyone knows that if you go "look" at a puppy, you might as well say, "I'm going to buy a puupy." Who can resist puppies? So, we're now the proud owners of a six-week-old registered English Mastiff named Gladys. She's precious. Now, I have to enjoy her small size while I can. The vet told us yesterday to prepare for her to be about 40lbs. by the time she's 12 weeks. Right now she tips the scale at 7 1/2 lbs. And, her mom and dad are both over 150 lbs, so we'll see in about 10 short months exactly how large a giant we have on our hands. YEAH! I love doggies!