When we were walking into a building this morning, a man with a very large great dane was walking out. He was instructing the dog, using language like "heal left," etc. so I'm assuming the dog was in training of some kind. He was a BIG dog. Cayden stops and gasps, "lookie mommy, a horse!" The guy walking behind us just started laughing and I said, "that's not a horse, honey, that's a dog." Cayden kinda looks at me and says "BIG doggie." It was rather cute.
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