George Washington was known to kiss his Walker Hound, named her Sweetlips.
Good enough for him, good enough for me.
That’s a Treeing Walker Coonhound. We have one. Tri-color with blue ticks amongst the white. This breed actually climbs trees. He’s working-dog size, weighing in at 90 and it’s all muscle. He doesn’t lick us, he just “noses” us with his monstrous black nose. He can sniff out a brown rabbit 25 yards away and be on point for it almost instantaneously. He is not allowed inside the house until we have removed every possible temptation from his reach, which is considerable, thanks to his ridiculously long legs and wide webbed paws, which he uses like hands. He is broad-chested and large-headed. When he charges, he can knock an adult down. Amazing speed and strength, with a low center of gravity, like a linebacker. He walks with me on neighborhood watch and is a great deterrent.