Why yes I did dye him blue

So first off I should put a disclaimer. I did not dye my dog using people dye. I used dye specifically for dogs. Also around his eyes are black so I did not have to dye right up to his eyes, and the pink part of his nose is still pink.

Now as to why exactly did I dye my dog....um, because it's awesome!
Okay it totally is, but there is actually something a lil more to it than that. I'm not sure I actually realized it until this morning when I was out jogging. (Subtle insert of my new found ability to jog...short, very short distances.)
This is not the first time I dyed a dog. Years and years ago I had a little pug/doxin mix. I just realized I have no clue how to spell doxin. I know that's not it, but ....Anyway, so his name was D-O-G. I called him D for short. And I absolutely adored this dog. He was baby, and I've always said he was my favorite dog I've ever owned. He was black with this lil white patch on his chest. Well, I was in my 'No Doubt/Gwen Stefani'  phase and dyed the front half of my hair pink. like super duper hot pink (another awesome moment.) There was some dye left over, and like I said D had this white patch...

My sweet baby D. Yes that's the sailor costume on the left.

And that is first time I ever dyed a dog.
It was like a symbol that he was mine. That I loved this little dog so much I wanted him to look just like me.
Wayne will tell you that this dye job was why D threw himself in front of a car. That is not true. D threw himself in front of a car after I dressed him up in a sailor outfit. (Side note: I will not be dressing Spangler in a sailor outfit. The Christmas doggie outfits were bought by my sister.)
Fast forward a 'few' years later. Both my kids have started school. I have all this extra gooshy energy with no outlet. Then there's this big ol great dane who spends most of his day just laying in my kitchen. He talks to me in the morning, fusses at me when he's thirsty and thumps his big 'ol tail if I even glance his direction. And it seems I've become very attached.
So I decided to dye him blue. Actually it was supposed to be turquoise, but apparently a great dane requires more than one bottle to get a dark turquoise.
It was pretty dang easy. Washed him, rubbed it in, waited 15 min and rinsed him. He just sat around and let me and Dana blue him up.
Every time I see my big blue baby it makes me grin from ear to ear. Seriously you can't be blue if your dog is literally blue. I think I more love this big ol' snuggly pup as much as I did tiny lil D. And this is my slightly warped way of showing it.
I dyed my dog blue because I just heart him <3