Asko and I - we were five, we are out side of London in this picture. He and I were born on the same day within hours of one another on April 12th. He in Vienna, and I in Salzburg. My father was president of the Great Dane Society of Austria. He was gifted with the pick of a Fawn Great Dane litter, and he and Asko apparently bonded instantly. Asko's name was so long (Asko von .............. ) that I don't remember it and would have to find the papers. He understood his commands in 5 languages, but could only speak dog. He almost died on the ship we travelled on from England to America, we arrived with him just in time.