I was attending one of the Mason/Dixon KC training classes with my Dobermann [who was *not* a wuss by any definition] when a young girl dropped the gate on an SUV and out leaped the biggest freaking Bouvier I’ve ever seen.
Dogzilla, for reasons known only to him, went straight for my dog, who, not even recognizing this ginormous Sasquatch-like thing as even *being* a dog, freaked out.
Then, he rallied to battle and I had a rip of a time trying to keep the *much* larger, out of control Bouvier from tearing my dog up.
[*he* listened to my command to “out” from the fight but the Bouvier kept going.]
The idiot girl just stood there and screamed and when it was over, she blamed *my* dog for the fight to the KC president.
Never saw her at the training class again.
I think she got banned.
I'm afraid Rufus was killed in a flood in South Dakota along with my in-laws so unfortunately I wasn't around him that much, but I do remember him as a real sweetheart. Wish I could have spent more time with him.