Yeah, thats how I felt about that dog entirely. Fine with him but the bastard had a thing about my jeans I was wearing at the knee. Obviously into the smell of my Lab bitch. I wasn't sure about telling it to piss of, it wasn't having anything to do with being told to piss off, even the owner coudn't stop it. Normally at that point I would have given it a swift boot to tell it whats what but I really felt it could just turn on me if I did that.
A very different kind of dog than what I have encountered. I guess a bit like rotties, sheperds, healers or pitbulls in that respect.