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@mekkaokereke @TheBreadmonkey My uncle had a Rottweiler, and whenever we were visiting he made fun of me for being afraid of it. Once it lay under the table that I was sitting at, and growled every time I moved one muscle, and my uncle laughed every time. (Until my mother and aunt came back from wherever they'd been and rescued me).

Later, it bit my cousin, and was put down.