Three Cheers for the Gigi, the Wonder Dog

So, if you haven't noticed, i've two little dogs, well, not exactly little size-wise, but little in years. the youngest, who is probably turning two in a few weeks (always a little hard to tell with rescues, but according to her lack of estrus when we adopted her means that she was younger than 5 months, so.... insert mathematical formulae here) is a german shepherd mix, most likely a belgian shepherd variety such as a malinois, noting lack of sloping hips and more square body shape and slightly smaller size, by our estimations. Our little girl came to us with the name that the rescuer gave her "GiGi" which we like to tease means "goodie gobbler" because this kid loves to eat and after a terribly rough start in life, has put on 70 lbs during her 18 months with us, although the truth be known, it would be hard pressed to find any animal who wasn't spoiled rotten at our house with my guy, the northafrican doctor doolittle, lol. All of our love and affection has paid off in a big way, bringing Gigi out of her standoffish shell and making her quite the little snuggler, who likes to beg for treats and affection, which she does by a) sitting in an upright position b) pulling her two two front legs up to her chin in a supplicating position c) letting her body weight CRASH to the ground while she squiggles on her back, her huge canine fangs exposed in a kind of scary open mouth smile as she waits for a tummy rub or two.
She also approaches strangers on her daily walks for a head scratch or two while she waits for them to understand what she is asking for as she looks up into their eyes with her glamourous-lined brown eyes swelling with emotion and shining. Yes, she is quite the little lover, licking peoples hands and nudging them with her head and standing by their side, unless you pass by our house, in which case she reverts to her more innate behavior of guard dog and general keeper of safety as she barks furiously in a quite deeply toned bark for a doggie of her size (honestly she sounds as if she's at least 115 or so and twice as big) letting us know of the 'danger' to people and property. Yesterday, her vigilance and bark paid off at 8 am in the morning, when, as happens twice a week, her papi has to go into the cafe to open and start the expresso machine before the sleepy hoards of students come crawling in for their caffeine and pastry fix before trudging the rest of the way to the university, and Gigi heard an unwelcome human guest too close to our gate for her liking. Her furious barking and the volume of it alerted the rest of the dog crew (Nina the naughty husky, who prefers to howl and throw her head back dramatically as if baying at the moon) nearby, scaring the would be prowler or burglar away, and unfortunately for a dog-less neighbor, into her backyard and scaring her near to death.
I'm considering asking my insurance agent if i can get a security discount on the homeowners for our little Gigi, the wonderdog and captain of the homefront patrol. Good job Gigi. You've earned your goodies, my little gobbler.