My 1st dog, Rocco, saved me from being bitten by 3 stray dogs when I was young (about 6-7 or so). We kept him in my grandparents' yard & he had a pretty ruff life... he was well fed & he had lots of freedom to leave the yard whenever he wanted (he was a dog big enough to rip your head off, but never actually bit another human being, lots of people liked him), but had a stupid fetish for sleeping under cars. Owners who got into their cars often ran over him because they didn't know he was under the car... he got ran over more than 12 or so times in his life time. He died of old age... but I suspect he would lived longer if he took better care of where he was sleeping under... I miss that dog... Nowadays I have a smaller dog, black, don't really know what race he is because he's just some mutt who followed my dad home because he gave the dog peanuts... the dog has been with us ever since. Before we had this little dog, my neighbors cats (about 6-7 cats) would usually poop in our front yard, but since we got this little mutt we have never seen the neighbors' cats again... and neither have our neighbours. I still wonder to this day if those 7 cats disappeared because of our dog or because of something else... he used to bark at those cats and run after them all day, once he barked so hard that he had a sore throat for a week or so... he's pretty funny during winters when he plays in the snow... not sure how epic he is, I have some clips, but I won't bother lookin' for them.