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~Hi friends! My name is Roman, or at least that's what my last family called me. My foster Mom calls me Fezzik, but she's kind of a geek. She says Fezzik is a better fit because I'm "the brute squad" just like Andre the Giant in the movie Princess Bride...a gentle giant, and actually quite smart.
I'm about 1 years old, 75 lbs, and have not had a stable home environment so far. I came to my foster family at 60 lbs and have made leaps & bounds in my growth, house manners, and sociability. Right now I'm learning basic commands and how to walk on a leash without taking my companion asphalt-skiing. 
I am incredibly good with children, at least those I don't knock over easily. My previous family had 4 kids, the youngest had developmental/sensory disabilities & used to use me as a "wailing wall" of sorts. The good news is from that experience I'm incredibly patient and tolerant. The bad news is I'm still a little skidish when you raise your hand or when you reach for my collar and I'm not expecting it. But my geeky foster Mom has been teaching me that good things can come from raised hands, like when she throws my tug-of-war toys. She says I'm a quick learner and is confident that I won't display those fears much longer with a very loving home.
Did I mention how smart I am? I don't mean to brag, but I'm kind of a genius...I know how to open door knobs of all shapes and sizes. I can also open my crate and the refrigerator. Mom says the only things stopping me are deadbolts and locking carribeaners. Mom has gotten me used to the crate and now I'll go lay down in there when she tells me to "go home." Its not so bad, and when she needs me to stay in there and not open the door she just adds these clippy things to the door. I think I really need to put my talents to use, do you own a restaurant? Could I work there?
Speaking of restaurants, man I love to eat! My last family fed me puppy kibble, canned dog food, and raw meat. The problem was, I have an old injury to my tongue which makes it really difficult for me to keep small bites of kibble or water in my mouth. It all kind of sloshes around and back out. I do best with large bite dog foods and you'll just have to forgive my slobbery drinking.
Last but not least, do you have any of those funny fuzzy creatures that say "psssssssshhhhh"? Mom says they are supposed to say "meow" but I've never heard them say that. There are a bunch of them that roam around outside of the house and its my ever loving joy to chase them into their hiding holes. Sometimes they come out and I'll just sit there and sniff them until they get too comfortable, then I chase them around again. Don't worry, I learned real quick that they don't squeak and that its not funny if I get too close. (((Hi, Fezzik's Foster Mom here - If you have small beloved creatures (cats, ferrets, rabbits, squirrels, chickens, etc.) that live in your home that are not GSD savvy, and you don't want them chased/harassed then Fezzik may not be the pup for you. We'll keep working on that...now back to Fezzik.)))
Last but not least, I have had the best time having a friend my size to play with. My foster home companions include Mulan (dominant female GSD mix) and Otis & Cookie (two über submissive male Aussie puppies). I really don't want to be alone again...foster Mom says there's nothing worse than letting me get bored. So what do you say? I'm real handsome aren't I? I could be a real class act if you have the time and patience to invest in me. Do you have a farm? A big fenced yard? Play companions for me who could lead by example? Please?!!? I have so many talents, teach me to use them wisely! Promise I won't disappoint! If you are interested in adopting Roman...please contact your coordinator or fill out an application. You must live in the NC, VA, or MD area.
Our adoption process consists of a telephone interview, a call to your veterinarian and a home visit. If you have any questions about the adoption process please contact sgsrescue@gmail.com .