Demon dog has arrived

Every day it seems; brings a new challenge. It must be very hard being a puppy – especially a giant breed which takes three years to mature instead of one.
Moment by moment I can see him grow.
For instance, I can look at him and see that his nose grew. Or all of a sudden his feet or legs, which we are calling limbs (of a tree) got bigger.
He is now definitely taller than Chester the Airedale.
Yesterday we had workmen here. So I took advantage of the situation and took the two of them to the kennel for daycare. Certainly a good way for Baxter to get used to being boarded. And all counts said he was well adjusted. Content, going in and out the doggie door to his private patio.
Of course he came home and fell right to sleep.
Today he is acting like a demon dog. Getting into everything. Bouncing and bouncing.
Today he decided the couch in the family room was his. He has never even wanted to get on the couch until now.
Then he decided it was time to shred. He took a magazine off a counter surface and began prancing around. When I saw it he immediately began to shred it.
I could go on and on.
Bottom line -I am enjoying every puppy moment with him. The days are short compared to his adult years.

How many toys does it take to keep Baxter content?

He just keeps GROWING. Tomorrow he will be weighed again. Last Wednesday he weighed 32 pounds. I am guessing he is closer to 40 pounds. He feels like 50 pounds when I pick him up!
Yesterday he discovered the Toy Box. A collection of more than a dozen stuffed squeaky toys that we have collected over the years. He pulled every single one out and brought them over to his bed and proceeded to play with each and every one of them. It was absolutely hilarious to watch him go from one toy to the next. Some he picked up and carried around for a few minutes before moving on to the next one.
Then he collapsed and went to sleep for a few minutes.
An absolute joy to watch and love.
We are going for our first walk at the walking track at High Plains in a little bit. Fingers crossed!

Help naming a Great Dane puppy

For the past year and a half we have been on the great dane rescue list for a gentle giant after losing wonderful Bogart. At the same time we let our intentions be known that we would consider a puppy if no rescue came forward. We did have some specifics, brindle in color and if an adult – one that would not intimidate poor Chester the Jester, our extremely mild-mannered Airedale.
Well, no rescues have come forward and the only person we would ever consider a puppy from recently had a litter of puppies. Last weekend we had the pleasure of meeting our soon to be new addition. In this photo he is 3 weeks old.
While we have much work to do – getting up to speed on puppy care, food, and training we also need to choose a name for our new male bundle of joy. I would prefer an Irish name. My first thought was Angus, but my spouse, Lesley is a vegetarian and thought Angus reminded her too much of red meat. Shamus was another idea but nixed as well.
We could really use some help with a name. Your help would be appreciated.