St Bernard

I keep forgetting to tell y'all about the time when I told Gabriel that I like St Bernards (yes, the dog). We were on our way to the Grand Canyon when we stopped for a quick snack in Mickey D's. I saw a girl with a St Bernard and hastily pointed out to Gabriel that it was the breed that I really liked. He looked at the dog and then at me, and said, "That's a pony, mom."

Well, it was huge. Hahaha.