Here is Calypso sitting in the passenger seat of the bronco, keeping a watchful and protective eye on Brianna as she talks to her friends after her dance class. When your Mastiff keeps watch over you as Caly is here, it is the safest feeling in the world. Ofcourse, she is probably also wondering what time it is, dinner should be soon.

Here she is as a young puppy playing with Brianna, and showing her pretty mug for the camera. Most likely she is wondering if that camera is edible, maybe it is her dinner. She truly was a gorgeous little puppy and grew into a big beautiful dog.

Calypso joining in on the famiy fun, playing a game of Sorry. She didnt understand the rules very well, but it sure was amusing watching her trying to move her play-piece four spaces with her goobery jowels.

Sometimes the very best way to keep a protective watch over Brianna, is to rest her heavy head directly ontop of her, it gets tiring keeping this head in the air. That way, she can have a nap, and if Bia moves, she knows it is time to wake up and investigate the matter further.

Again, Caly resting that enormous head of hers. There just is not much to say about it, Mastiffs do this all the time. Everything is a pillow, including people.

Caly having fun and exploring some new terrain. Her face looks so human and emotive in this picture. Maybe she just had to do her business and was trying to say, "Are you really going to watch me? Taking pictures no less? I can't go with you watching yanno. Do I watch you as you use the bathroom? I do? Oh, well, that is completely different".

The gigantic, handsome Dune. Looking very noble and stoic. Pictures do not do his size justice, he is massive and still growing. For all his size, he is very gentle and athletic.

Dune as a little puppy. Was he ever that tiny? Yes, for about 8 seconds. Here he is going to the pet shop for his first chow, and first ride in a shopping cart. He was a very good boy and didnt even need the business section of the newspaper. He was on his cell right away though to his broker yelling, "Sell, Sell, Sell".

Dune loves having his jowels scratched and his chin massaged. If he had his way. he would have a 24 hour a day personal masseuse / chef.

The only thing he loves more than food are kisses. Ah, who are we kidding, he loves food more, and lots of it, several times a day... and night.

Baby Dune at the airport. Enjoying some warm cuddling up with his new mommy and Brianna. I think he knows he is going to be treated like a king for the rest of his life.

Here he is playing with Brianna and stretching his little, stubby legs after the long flight home. You thought there wasn't much room in seats? Try flying in a puppy carriage. He was not happy with the in flight movie either, Cats, blech.