Stories are listed in the order they were recieved. Here is my story submission for the newest DaDane: A couple was on a cruise/vacation Great Dane when their ship was sunk by pirates off the coast of Africa. The couple died as a result, leaving their 6 week old "orphan" all alone in the jungles of darkest Africa. Fortunately for the pup, some kind-hearted chimps heard his cries and adopted him into their troop. The chimps named him Tarzdane and he grew up loving and being loved by the chimps. He taught them many tricks and kept them amused by getting the zoomies, boining and just plain being a Great Dane. He was having a great life when one day a photographer, Ginnie Saunders, saw Tarzdane. She fell in love with this "wild Dane" and wanted to take him home with her. After watching Tarzdane playing with "his" troop, she reconsidered taking him home with her as he was so happy and in a very loving environment. Ginnie has to be satisfies with pictures but she has never forgotten Tarzdane, the wild Dane that stole her heart. I hope you liked my story. ---Lauren and Tonka =================================== TAR-DANE Ginnie, It's Tarzan the Dane, raised by apes! ---MOUSE ("Adam A. Crown") =================================== short and sweet.....my danes view of photograph of HIMSELF and his humans...considers that we are capable of limited learning...open the door when told, feed on command, sit on floor for making a lap to accomodate him, etc. ---richard e. goldy =================================== Hi Ginnie, I can't say that I have a story for this picture, but how about a title like "Monkey see, Monkey do" ---Michelle Kruger =================================== "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner" "I'm back, Mom. Did you miss me? I couldn't help myself, Mom. The day was soooo glorious I just had to go for a walk in the park. You know that spot where all those squirrels hang out ? You knoow- the ones I chase when _you_ take me to the park. Well, that's where I went. This time they were ready for me, Mom. They were all sitting on that big branch and when I got underneath it, they started bombing me with leaves and acorns and stuff. Well, I was barking at them to stop it & come down and play fair when all of a sudden these two hairy guys came shuffling over and went up in the tree!!! (I sure wish _I_ could climb the tree) They chased those nasty ol' squirrels out of the tree and helped me run them off. I really like these guys. They're alot of fun. Since they helped me, I figured I invite them home for dinner and maybe thay can spend the night. Can they, Mom? Pleeeeeease?????? ---Danebramgd@aol.com =================================== Ginnie: It looks pretty simple and obvious to me that Sultan has been caught "monkeying around" AGAIN... ---Marge =================================== Sultan is an MTV fan because of his love for rock and roll. He always trys to imitate things that he hears the bands play and wanted more than anything else to start his own group. His favorite group is Dire Straits. He couldn't figure out how to start a group that featured "Money for Nothing and Your Chicks for Free", so he had to compromise and started a group and named it, "The Sultans of Swing" with his two swinging buddies "Bubbles" and "Gonzo". Yeah I know, it is lame, but the best I can come up with in the silly department tonight. ---Melody =================================== Sultan is up to no good! He heard the Monkeys LOVE Peanuts and Bananas! So does SULTAN! Plot: Sneak in to the monkey pens at the nearby zoo, Make friends with the locals, adopt Monkey habits, blend in with the natives! Mission: Acquire Bananas and Peanuts, abscond with said loot..... Crimp in the plans: CAUGHT WITH HIS EARS UP! Solution? Look like a Monkey! See! My ears are up! I can LAUGH like a monkey! Eee..Eee! I AM a monkey! Monkey See, Monkey DO! ---Lyn Richards "DaneLady@doglogic.com" =================================== Chimps Off the Old Block The Sultan of swing bounded around the recreation area while two chimps considered mimicking his fancy paw-work. Then in one moment of earth shattering impact, Sultan plowed into Girl and Boy, bowling them over like spare pins and earning their momentary disdain. But seconds later all was forgiven as Girl hopped on Sultan's back facing backwards and Boy grabbed his tail leading him backwards a few steps. Their mistress snapped a picture before Sultan could object. Not his best side, but then he didn't really have a bad one. Besides he knew he could never be the butt of unkind jokes. If Miss-Tress took a picture, it must be because he'd done something else utterly selfless and winning. Sultan, the Great, shared weekday afternoons with the chimps even though he pitied them prodigiously for their unimaginative and humble names. Sultan did everything exuberantly, though, and it was one of his best features. Sultan's harem of Dane bitches was sizeable, as well, since his mistress bred him to help support her lab research work from which Boy and Girl were retired subjects, now pets. In fact, our tale begins in the mistress of their park's home study where she had worked long into the evening. An anxious Boy and Girl screeched at each other and wondered what was keeping their mistress from tucking them into bed. She was hours late. So, Sultan the ever knowing and kindly canine, deigned to show them through his pet door into their mistress's inner sanctum--her home office. There they gathered around the female who slept somewhat noisily in her desk chair, head resting on the brightly lit desk. Boy climbed up on the massive desk and tentatively picked up a strand of her long dark hair. Girl followed and chewed on the tips of it gently while Sultan lay down at Miss-Tress's feet to make sure things didn't get completely out of paw. But the unbarkable happened and noble Sultan's breathing took on a low, loud rumble that indicated he was deeply asleep. Boy and Girl high fived each other and set to work rearranging the paperwork, even going so far as to gingerly lift Miss-Tress's hand and remove the day's photo. Girl knew what envelopes were for. They were for licking. Boy knew paper went inside. Somehow out of their imitative behaviors they managed to seal papers inside an envelope which together they fought over until they had placed it with the other envelopes in a basket on the desk. Some weeks later Miss-Tress hosted a human, chimp, and Dane party on the lawn. There were cake and ice cream, biscuits and cheese, and bananas. Music and their mistress's laughter filled two large pointed ears and four rounded ones as Boy, Girl, and Sultan romped to the appreciative squeals of the visitors. "Ann, we can't tell you how surprised we were to see the photo as part of your application: funds to train Great Danes for therapy work with disabled young people. Usually, your appeals are so scientific and serious," one of the visitors was saying to Miss-Tress. Sultan cocked an ear. "Yes, it's true that while your appeals are always sincere and solidly documented, we've just never been satisfied that such large dogs could be gentle and thoughtful enough to work out. But when we received your photograph of Sultan, here, with Girl and Boy. Well, therein hung a tail! You all won us over." The female of the two visitors shook her head. Sultan, who was keeping an eye on things, likewise shook his great head,followed by Girl and then Boy. It appeared as though a tremor had affected them in quick succession. All of which made the three at the table chuckle again. "All I know is that I fell asleep over the application, and when I woke up the next morning the thing was complete and in my out- box. I really don't even remember putting the photo in, but..." Ann patted Sultan. "Well, my dear, you have the backing from our foundation to get started," the man reached inside his jacket pocket to remove an envelope for Ann. Girl instantly appeared at his side with her hand on the check envelope. "Please, don't be a bad Girl with company," Ann said in her sweetest voice, easily confiscating the prize from her prize chimp. Then the woman visitor snapped an instant picture of the animal family, seemingly posed peering over a concrete wall. All were smiling but Boy gave a particularly toothsome smile. "Look," the man visitor broached when he saw the photo, "Sultan looks like the posters of Batman for the new movie with those molded ears,eh?" And Sultan, happy to be included in the conversation, whipped his tail back and forth a number of times. "I guess that would make this chimp, BatGirl, and poor ole Boy, Robin," Ann said. Then she added, "Oh my, there he is now living down to his new name. Boy is robbin' Sultan's dish of biscuits." At about the same time Sultan saw Boy, Girl saw the biscuits scatter, and the entire party scene took on elements of a great race. Of course, Sultan won over and out. --- story by Marilee Smith, mistress of Shaman and Ku =================================== DINNER? The story is obvious. Your dinner was fixed and placed on the table, but guests came to the door, and while you spoke with them these three ate your dinner, lock-stock-and barrel. Now you are coming back into the room and they are greeting you at the door. The chimp on our right is feeling a little guilty, while the chimp (chump) on our left is not a bit sorry, in fact, he finds your being dinnerless entertaining to say the least. Sultan has already forgotten his part in eating your dinner and is looking to you in anticipation of getting his dinner now. ---Arlo =================================== Hi Ginnie: This isn't a story but I'll suggest it anyway. The first thing I thought of when I saw this picture was the old, See no evil, Hear no evil, Do no evil. So I kinda changed it around a little below. If there is someway to put titles above the monkey's heads and above Sultan's head, you could put the following: The monkey on the left looks to have his eyes closed so above his head you could put: See No Trouble The Monkey on the right could be: Hear No Trouble Sultan looks to have a guilty look on his face so above his head you could put: I am Trouble! (or you could put I am *in* Trouble!) ---Rose, Tucker, & Lucy =================================== Sultan Was obviously dumped and these monkeys rescued him. raised and now he protects them! your welcome, Casey Stout =================================== Roswell, New Mexico Now that the records have been opened on the alien cover-up, pictures have emerged of an alien, named Gilligan and two of his traveling companions, the Captain and Mary Ann. The Alien Report shows that interviews were done with these creatures. It seems that they were on a three hour tour, when their little ship got caught in a storm and ran aground. As remarkable as this sounds, it seems they lived here for a number of years, stranded on this planet, with nothing but their wits and what they could make with found items. They financed their return home after getting a literary agent and selling this story. Alternative: Edinburgh, Scotland Questions arose today at the University of Edinburgh regarding the record keeping policies at the laboratory involved in the first primate cloning experiment. After announcements of the success of this experiment, an independent committee of scientists questioned the fact that one of the subject's temperament was much to stoic to be considered a full clone to the other two. Alternative: The AKC has rescinded the papers on a litter of Great Danes after questions arose as to impure breeding practices. Alternative: "So my friend says you're from Denmark" Alternative: Planet of the Danes Staring, Mathew Broderick, Mel Gibson and George Burns --- Louise Feddema, Pebblecroft Great Danes =================================== A Search to find my Parents On October 18, 1997 I was eating out of a trash can, and decided I needed to move on. But where could I go, I was an orphan just like that little girl in that box I watched from outside a grungy place. All my doggie friends had homes to go to at night and during icky weather. What was A beautiful Great Dane to do? Suddenly I heard two men who were talking about needing a big dog to keep protection in the monkey cage because people were vandalizing them. Since I knew I needed a home I ran up to them, and one of them said "Hey, this golden dog is just what we need!" "This is not just an ordinary dog, it's a Great Dane. Oh yeah, and it's not golden, it's color is called fawn." The other man said. Not only did this man know a lot about us Great Danes but he gave me a gorgeous home with my new best friends, Roxy and George who lived in the zoo. I got fed all kinds of new delicious foods and I get to stay up all night with my chimp friends to protect them. So now I know I am loved and am being taken care of. THE END --- by Nikki Brotz and Kristen Lorenz =================================== That's all, folks! You can go back to Fugitives, or follow other links.