115 lb. Latest adventure was pulling me off balance, dragging me across the yard, and using the leash to ‘crack the whip’ my face into the side of the mail truck.
Very impressive CLONG-ONG-ONG when your skull hits an approximately 6 foot square of sheet metal...
...good thing he’s cute!
Hoo boy. Something similar happened to my husband. He was walking our Newfie (180 lb.) and looking across the street instead of where she was leading him. Same sort of sound from the stop sign he walked into. Scary. She was beautiful. He was probably the best person I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing.