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Someone mentioned Chows. I owned two for a number of years. Male was solid gold; kept him until he died. Female wanted to kill everything on four legs. When my son was born I kept a distance between her and my son. One day when he was just learning to walk he was inside and she was outside the arcadia door. When my son stood himself up against the arcadia door she pounced at him against the glass. I put an ad in the paper and gave her away to the first person interested...warned the new owner of her aggression. I would have killed her had she hurt my son.
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"You will never reach your destination if you stop and throw rocks at every dog that barks" - Winston Churchill
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