So... I’m in a local farm supply store that allows dogs and what-not. I’m in line and I get that “cold chills up the back.” I turn around and my mind starts trying to make sense of what I see? Pig? Calf? Warg? Pig? Calf? Warg? It was leashed to the biggest retired Marine I have seen in a while. Astonished... I rudely asked him... What is that!? In a deep voice, he answers... It’s an Australian Mastiff. Not a flabby friendly dog... I’m telling you it looked like a straight up Warg! Maybe a Pitbull/sow cross? Straight up chilling! I have a follow up: I was in about two weeks later looking for air compressor parts. An elder associate was helping me. He said, “let me tell you something.” I agreed. He said “I was in this aisle the other night and I thought a guy had a horse in here.” He continued that he approached the man and his animal. I asked, “was it a big military guy?” He replied quizzically... “yeah.” He said the guy told him the dog weighed 210 lbs. I tell you, he had noting in his persona that he ever had any reason to tell anything other than truth. I’ve seen Timberwolves and they have nothing on this thing.