We went to Bunnings Warehouse and then saw this HUUUUUGGGGGGEEEEEEEE English Sheep dog standing on a table like a circus star, perfectly still, perfectly quiet and perfectly tame. Her owner was standing next to her like a miniature, but absolutely a miniature equipped with a brush as I reckon there must be a lot of grooming work to do.

My husband took a few photos with the permission of her owner, and the dog was so unbelievably well-behaved, no barking, no running and not any aggressive movement towards human beings. My husband went over to touch her, she even licked his hands back. I rubbed her hairy snow white paws, feeling her incredible soft hair and her unusual size.

Dear, this is the hugest dog I have ever seen in my life. How come a dog can be this huge?? What has she been eating? and is there any genetic reason? Why is she so tame? Is she retarded? Well, those giants in human world are always not as smart as average height people except Yao Ming, aren’t they?

All of a sudden, I felt quite guilty about thinking of this lovely dog in this nasty way. I quickly dismissed my thought and tried to focus on her beauty as a lovely human company. I am sorry, you are still very cute even you are HUGE