My husband and I travelled far and wide to find the perfect dog and it just so happened that the day we put our deposit down for our beautiful pure bred German Shepherd, we discovered we were pregnant with Milla.
Weeks later when we went to pick him up and take him home, I asked the breeders if they were child friendly dogs. They assured us that they were and explained that their dogs taught their children how to walk, and were incredibly protective and gentle.

So, eighteen months later here we are with an 8 month old and a 40kg ball of fur. I am happy to report that Milla and Sonny are like two peas in a pod and although I would never leave them alone, I am able to lay Milla next to Sonny and he gently pulls her in for a closer snuggle. It is an amazing thing to watch. Sonny is also incredibly tolerant as Milla pulls at his fur and sticks her fingers up his wet nose.
He is a gentle giant but he is also so protective that it is now becoming quite an issue.

Yesterday we took Sonny to the vet for his routine check up and Milla was in her element – so many animals to see and grab. Sonny on the other hand turned into a disturbed psychopath and growled and barked at any animal that tried to come near. His protective instinct came into play – so strongly that the vet advised us to return to dog obedience for socialisation. We were horrified.

We decided that Sonny was just looking after our baby the only way he knew how, and although it was a little scary and a lot humiliating seeing such a big dog react like that, it was kind of reassuring too.
It’s almost like our little Milla has three parents: Mummy (the Dragon), Daddy (the Knight) and Sonny (the gigantic, hairy brute).

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