A few years ago we rented a villa in the Caribbean.
The owner lived in a guest house on the property with his Rhodesian Ridgeback.
When we arrived the owner brought the dog to the villa and introduced him to all of us.
The good boy had free range of the property, which we were free to leave doors standing open while we explored the island.
Theft was a problem on that island, but not at that villa!
We all loved that dog, he reminded me of a lion.
I worked with a woman that bred ridgebacks. Very protective of their pack, but awesomely sweet when they know you’re an ok person.
Around 1986 I was on a geophysics field crew. One project was just outside Wenatchee, WA, and one of our transmitting locations was on a ranch, in a pasture where there were several dozen cattle and about 20 horses. The ranch owner had two Rhodesian Ridgebacks that roamed the property, and he made sure that we were introduced to the dogs before we started work there. Once the dogs knew that it was OK, they were quite friendly and would hang out by the generator setup most days. I’m sure they’d have been a lot less friendly if they ever thought we were going to harm any of the ranch people or stock.
Great dogs. I’ve always wanted one or two Ridgebacks, but nowadays I’m certain that I couldn’t provide them with the exercise they need.