My final post of dog portraits from the Omaha Dog Park Event. These are seriously big dogs. Big dog smile. Big dog paws. Big dog tongues. I had a St. Bernard when I was a kid. Her name was Zsa Zsa. My sister and I saddled her up on special occasions and went for 'pony' rides on her(we were 2!!) Then when I was in grade school, we adopted a collie named Lady. I took her to my 'beauty shop' and groomed her til there was no end. She and I were bffs. And then! During my teenage years growing up in Norway, we selected the perfect Airedale Terrier from my family who bred Airedale's. Nikki was his name and dressing him up in people clothes to take him for a walk down the street was what young teenage girls did when we were up to no good. He was a POOR thing! So big dogs are a huge part of my life, love 'em like crazy. My black lab Kenobi today is treated with sooo much more dignity. Take his name for instance, he is the family Jedi master of the home-no, I believe that title belongs more to Furby.
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