[elli1]

My mom had a chow mix; he was partial to the taste of poodle.

[Eva]

My grandparents adopted one that someone else couldn't handle. No one in the family could walk the thing because it would pick a fight with every dog they passed. They got rid of it too. Then I knew a family who bought one, it wasn't even full grown, when it killed a neighbor's dog while one of the kids were walking it.