Today I made the acquaintance of a black labrador retriever named Gaetano.  He belongs to a friend and is very exotic.  He hails from Italy and only speaks Italian.  In speaks, I mean (sometimes) obeys commands in Italian.  Gaetano came along with us to the excursion to the Japanese festival.  By the end we all knew “seduto” which at certain times, when said by certain people, means sit.  I didn’t say everyone.

Gaetano proved to be great company.  Sure, he nearly tore my arm off when I was holding his leash when chasing after a dog.  He barked at every dog that went by, yanked the leash.  But who cares.  He’s sweet and lovely and that is all you need in life.

First, his Roman profile:

 

Second, this dog is a giant.  I mean an absolute giant.  I managed to take a photo.  Like the post if you agree that he looks like the dog that crushed the city:

 

With one of his owners.  Or in his eyes, one of the ones who provides the food and the walks:

 

And Gaetano’s favorite thing.  Making every dog nearby look like a pygmy: