When I was a kid my step dad was friends with the dud who owned the local comic book store (and such is how I got into fantasy/sci fi stuff) and he bred Akita's with some domesticated Alaskan Timberwolf and we had one. Monster freaking dog and unfortunately illeagal where we lived. All was well until she got out and ate the neighbor's cat....we ended up finding some people out in the country to take her.
your hat may be nice, but I have the little white tank top that says Legendary right across my boobs. I win. (or more correctly, H wins)