Giant George: Life with the World's Biggest Dog
Dave Nasser, Lynne Barrett-Lee
Language: English
Pages: 272
ISBN: 1455511447
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
With his big blue eyes and soulful expression, George was the irresistible runt of the litter. But Dave and Christie Nasser's "baby" ended up being almost five feet tall, seven feet long, and 245 pounds. Eager to play, and boisterous to the point of causing chaos, this big Great Dane was scared of water, scared of dogs a fraction of his size and, most of all, scared of being alone.
GIANT GEORGE is the charming story of how this precocious puppy won Dave and Christie's hearts and along the way became a doggie superstar. In 2010, George was named by Guinness World Records as the Tallest Dog in the World-ever. He appeared on Oprah, and even has his own global fan club. But to Dave and Christie, this extraordinary animal is still their beloved pet, the one who has made them laugh, made them cry, and continues to make them incredibly happy.
worst. How long might this go on? How many times might she have to do this? Could it really continue this way for weeks? How—I couldn’t stop thinking—would she be able to bear it? And though I never voiced it, another thought wouldn’t stop crossing my mind too: surely, surely, it would have been better all around if the news we’d had at that first scan had been final. We spoke very little about what was happening to our baby during those two days. It was as if going there—picking over all those
again, when the clips aired and the stories were written up, there was another great flurry of activity. And it was one such contact, close to home, that got us thinking about what a truly special dog George could be. Paul’s sister had called him because her son, Will, a second grader—just seven years old—had been telling all his school friends he knew Giant George and, as a consequence, was getting a bit of ribbing. It wasn’t that bad, but he was getting seriously fed up with half the class
was. “He’s just incredible!” said one, which made Christie and me smile. But as the flight got under way we started to worry that George might be getting a little too much of a good thing. He’d lie down and get settled and then someone would come along, so he’d sit right back up again to soak up the attention. After a while, one of the flight attendants, seeing what was happening, asked us if we needed her to help calm things down. We felt bad—we didn’t want to offend anyone, much less stop
see it in certain movie stars—some have it in spades, some not so much. But it was what Christie and I were now seeing in our dog, and it was something else to witness. But stars need their rest, especially before a big premiere, so we had to drag a reluctant George away from the circle of his clearly adoring fans. An AA manager greeted us and escorted us out of the airport, taking us and the driver, who’d come inside to meet us, straight to a limo—a limo!—that was waiting outside and would
his front and back legs were close together. He needed the bathroom pretty badly. “Let’s go this way,” Christie suggested. “Maybe there’s a—” “No, wait!” I pointed. “How about that building over there?” “Where? Which one?” She followed the direction of my outstretched finger, one hand clamped tightly around the scarf at her neck. With the wind whipping around the corner, it felt fiendishly cold now. The tip of her nose, I noticed, had grown pink. “That place?” she asked. We both peered to make