My mother, at one stage, worked for a Social Services department at which one of her roles was to interview beneficiaries to discuss extra money for them for various reasons (to buy a pram, clothes, shoes, meths, drugs etc).

One "gentleman" got particularly upset with her one day when she refused him additional moneys and he decided to throw a chair at her. Not content with attempted bodily harm with a piece of furniture, he waited outside the office for her to come out at lunchtime.

When she came out he had a rotweiler with him which he had snarling and frothing at her. She immediately smacked the dog on the nose and it ran wimpering and cowering behind its master's legs.

You see, low-lives with supposedly vicious animals have made those animals that way by beating the shit out of them. An animal that is beaten a lot soon becomes a coward and is really not a huge threat.

The "gentleman" was upset and distraught that his plan had backfired and both he and his pet sloped off with their tails between their legs.