Anyway, I've decided it. I'm going to live somewhere far out in the country [preferably England or somewhere else in the UK], on the moor, or dales, and I'm going to own an Irish Wolfhound. Big much? Yes. I will. And I won't have to worry about my children when they're wandering about outside because the dog will take care of them--as dogs always did when I was little. My mom wouldn't worry a bit on our ranch when my brother and I were off in the pastures alone when we were really little, because the dogs were always with us. And a good thing, too, what with all the snakes and coyotes about all the time.
So here are some pictures of Irish Wolfhounds. Lovable protectors of the family. Aren't they huge?