Bruni, my Dad's Saint, says you don't need a bigger house for a Saint Bernard, maybe a bigger couch, but that's about it!

Oh, Binx, welcome, welcome, welcome! He's a handsome dude, and such a sweetheart!

Be aware he WILL eat you oughta house and home for the next probably year, but then his growing'll be all done, and one meal a day will suffice just fine! Oh, sweetheart, doncha just wanna smoosh that face and get big ol' Saintly kisses?

Hide all the shoes (and I'm serious, Freckles (Saint of my youth) chewed just ONE of each pair of shoes I had, because I wasn't careful about shutting my closet door ... Sigh. She also like Encyclopedia Brittanica!

How are his manners? How is he on a leash? The time for obedience training is RIGHT NOW while you are still bigger than he is! All the Saints I've known, by the way, think getting yelled at is the most awful punishment available. Their feelings tend to be as sensitive as their skulls are thick!

Love those big bear paws!