Clovis

For fourteen years (when I was first married and raising our son) we had the most wonderful dog in the world. Her name was Clovis, she was a great dane, shepherd mix. Even people that hated dogs (can you imagine such a thing?) loved Clovis.

Ro had a dog named Bruce at that time. Bruce and Clovis were in love. He would get bones and bring them over to our house and give them to Clovis. When they were outside in the rain, Bruce would lick the rain off of her. He would come over in the morning and wait for her and I would let her out and they would prance of into the forest side by side. It was love!! Bob and Ro even baby-sat her for a year when I moved to Tucson, they loved her (still do) as much as we did.