How did she do this?

Ladybug is my emotional support animal. She is a Pyrador. She is 3 years and 10 months old and around 95 pounds. She is a Labrador retriever Great Pyrenees mix. She has more personality than most humans that I've met. She communicates with me verbally. She nods her head yes when I ask her a series of questions trying to figure out what she wants. The vet even saw it and couldn't believe his eyes. She tells you by ringing a bell if she needs to go outside. If she wants water she will flip her water bowl over and that's my cue. If she's hungry she will come to me and chomp her teeth. She helps me with my generalized anxiety disorder. She has the most beautiful eyes. She's furry. She got the Great Pyrenees double coat. I got her when she was 5 weeks old. Rescued her from a black lab breeder and she was already 18 lb. The vet told me she would be massive and she may not look it but she is solid. I can sing her to sleep when I sing you are my sunshine. She loves cuddling in bed right up against me. She's my big girl. She's my second born after my son. Ladybug and I are thick as thieves. No matter where we go she becomes the center of attention. People stop me at fast food restaurants so that they can come to the window and give her a chicken nugget or pet her because she is the most social dog that I have ever owned. She's social to a fault. When you see something as big as her coming at you a lot of people get scared so I have to correct her and then everything is okay. She loves kids. She's good with babies. There's not much she isn't good at. I love my baby girl.