I cleaned swimming pools while I went to college....I carried dog biscuits with me...as I had plenty of dogs on my route.
Labs..Rotties, muts, poodles, and some sort of deranged little devil dog....etc....
The labs wore me out throwing balls to them....The rotties would lean on me the whole time I was cleaning...darn near pushed me into the pool more than one time. The poodles I hardly ever saw....peed on themselves when I walked into the yard.
The little freak devil dog...I hated. I had to fend him off with my pole and net..all the way to the pool. Once I got to the pool he would pretty much leave me alone...while planning his ambush on my way back to my truck. He bit me once.
Another time...while breaking down in the middle of nowhere Mississippi....I walked up a long driveway to a house, and found two pit bulls, and a little white terrier looking dog running at me and barking.
My heart beat a bit faster...and I noticed the pit bulls tails wagging...so I felt better..and kept going. The little devil pup...wanted a piece of me though. Kept circling like a great white....until I got to the house.
Had trouble finding anyone home...and took my eye off the little white devil...and he got me on the calf..right above my boot. I howled a little on that one....Ha!!
Moral of the stories...Watch the little devil dog..!!
years ago our mailman told us the “little devil dogs” were his worst fear. Ha,ha. They were ankle biters. :)