I tell people we have don't really have TWOOOOO Great Danes... Just one upstairs dog and one downstairs dog.

Ava can't see depth and will not... I repeat- WILL NOT, do more than 3 or 4 stairs at a time so she has yet to go down into the basement on her own, (we have carried her down once or twice but then she doesn't / won't even go UP on her own...). Let me tell you, I have tried to make this happen. I have put black tape on the stairs to make them more visable... I have tried coaxing her with treats, I have tried to leash her and have one person standing directly behind her and "usher" her down one step at a time... slowly.
NADA... Nil, zilch, forget it, aint happenin, can't make me, sorry Charlie, nope not me...
One time during college break (less students) I brought the team to work with me and walked them across campus on my lunch hour. Only, I couldn't take the routes I usually take, I had to find each and every handicap accessible ramp from east bank to west bank because she treats all stairs equally with the same distain and won't give them the time of day if there are more than 3-4 in the crowd?! My lunch hour turned into an hour and a half and spare change. I had a new appreciation for students bound to chairs or scooters and what they do on a daily basis to get to their classes.
Some of you might be thinking "this is no big deal" right? Wrong. True, most dogs are happy to be alone at times without the constant company of people, but danes WANT to be with their people. They are affectionately referred to as velcro-dogs. For the most part, Danes are not the type of dog you tie to a kennel in the backyard and go out to visit during meal time. Most of them have a strong pack urge and that includes humans, so that meant for a long time Ava would cry and cry at the top step until she could see us again. Eventually she understood we would always come back from the depths of the stairwell, but it wasn't an easy road for her, especially when Luna was with us watching a movie or with me in the studio. She does much better now... she waits at the top of the stairs for a while and when she realizes it is not a laundry run or some other quick trip, she heads to one of her favorite couches to catch a nap.
Ahhhh, the life of an upstairs dog.
