In March 2001, I lost Elsa, my first bullmastiff, to cancer.  Elsa was the consummate canine companion -- smart, funny, and well-behaved. She was the reason I got hooked on bullmastiffs.  She had a mind of her own that she backed up with a stubborn streak the size of Texas.  While she was more a stay-home-in-bed kind of girl than a get-up-and-go kind of girl, she was always up for fun.  She never failed to be patient and loving with Henry, even when, as a puppy, he used her ears as chew toys.  She is irreplaceable and missed every day.  

Elsa was bred by Maria and Terry Kane, of Action Bullmastiffs.