When I was a little puppy I had big "bodyguard". He was a German Shepherd called Maxen. Sadly enough he became very ill and passed away a year and a half ago. Then he was nine years old.
He was rescued by Petra from a bad family when he was three years old, and he was very grateful for it. And as long as he lived he watched over his Cardigan family - first Frodo and then Saga and me as well. He loved my daddy Frodo as though he was his son.
Here we are, my bodyguard and I:
It looked a bit rough sometimes when Maxen played with me. But I could put my whole head into his mouth and keep it there. There was no danger, he was so gentle.
And when we "wrestled" he always let me win.
Here we are Saga, Maxen, I and my daddy Frodo:
All of us that knew Maxen miss him. Our kennel - Fromax - is named after my daddy Frodo and Maxen.