I have a pug, which of course can't win a fight against a Chihuahua. I was sitting in my van yesterday with my pug, smoking a cigar, when some whacko walked up and asked me for a light. Before I could even respond to tell him to get lost, Wilson hurled himself across my lap, snarling, and attempted to attack this guy.
I've always thought dogs are good judges of character, and he obviously did not like this lowlife, since he tried to kill him.
Without a word, the guy walked away.
Maybe I should get a 250-pound bull mastiff. That would be fun.