When my daughter lived in NJ she had a rescue mutt named Chi Chi — part Beagle, part Doxy, and part Lab. He was a small dog with a lot of issues. He didn’t get along with other dogs at all, and my daughter kept him away from them. He liked to sit in the front window and bark like crazy at every dog who came by.
The “across the street neighbors” bought a Dalmation puppy who was also aggressive. One day Pepper (the Dalmation) slipped his leash and darted right inside my daughter’s front door and attacked Chi Chi. Sixty stitches later, Chi Chi came home from the vet and Pepper went to live out in the country. Pepper’s owners paid half of the vet bill.
My daughter felt terrible for both dogs. Chi Chi ended his days as a raving, lunatic dog. Even though he already had issues, he never recovered in his head from the attack in his own family room.
I should add that Chi Chi had flunked obedience twice. Most rescue dogs are wonderful pets. Chi Chi wasn’t, but his family loved him anyway. But, they were sorry that the fight caused Pepper to go live in the country.
It makes you wonder what they are saying when dogs bark and bark? Obviously these two had had an on-going conversation that wasn’t civil.