Gus arrived here last April, only 6 weeks old and taken from his mother and litter and everything he knew in the world. Poor wee fella. He was much younger than Taz when she first arrived, and we noticed the difference, he cried at night and when we left for work. The first week he was here, Pete had to go to a course in Brisbane, so I was home alone with the dogs and had my first week at my new job. As I left for work on the first day, Gus was crying and Taz was barking at Gus. Not a great start (if you get a young puppy, plan to be home with them for a few days until they get settled! we got Taz at 12 weeks old and she had been separated from her mother for a few weeks). Gus grew and grew and grew. He's a Great Dane cross Bull Arab (a "pig dog" bitza, I like to call him my boer hound, he is also known as Horse Dog and Gustopher). We realised after a few days that he needed to be fed more than once a day. He was walking around with his ...