Our family does in fact have an official flag bearing the coat of arms, personally gifted to my grandfather by the Queen herself. I believe my Grandfather is one of her cousins from I believe her mom's side of the family. I honestly don't know, I haven't put much thought into how they're related. I just know that the coat of arms is extremely important to my family and because I thought I lost it I've felt extremely bad for years. This is my ancestry from the last 5 generations. As for the dog, I’m hopeful she’ll mesh well with our other animals. If she does, she’ll be enrolled in professional training immediately. Mastiffs are typically calm and gentle, but they’re notorious for resource guarding and can become so protective that guests aren’t welcome until the dog decides they’re acceptable. At nine months old, I have no idea what kind of socialization she’s had... if any, and given her size, that carries risk. When we brought home our Bullmastiff and Corso, they were just two months old. We started immediately: vet visits, grooming appointments, and near-daily introductions to everyone in our lives. Petco, local shops, parks, downtown walks, constant exposure. By five months, they were ready for formal training. This new girl, though, she’s super skinny for her size, but, muscular, and already showing signs of resource guarding from the people at the shelter. That’s manageable with our dogs, who’ll give her space. It’s the cats I’m concerned about. Many people won’t take on a dog this size due to the financial strain and potential liability. But with my husband only home four or five days a month, I feel deeply secure in my home with my current dogs. That kind of peace is a blessing. Yes, we have weapons in the house, but I’d rather the dogs serve as deterrents first is shit goes sideways.