Our dog Atom was the stupidest dog I have ever met. He was also about 125
lb. and my father was the only person in the family who had even a semblance
of control over him. Once, he got loose and there was a woman in front of
our house who was putting her baby in a carseat. Her car door was open so
Atom decided he would like to go for a ride with this lady and her baby. he
jumped in the back seat with the baby. This woman did not know us or Atom
and she completely lost it. She Started yelling "help the Dog's eating My
Baby!!" Of course, Atom wasn't eating the baby, he was waiting for a car
ride. We apologized and tried to explain he wasn't a mean dog, just dumb.
she wasn't too convinced, however.
Another time, at our new house, Atom got loose again and a man in a
wheelchair was going down the street. Atom ran up to the man and peed on
the chair. Again, we apologized and tried to clean up the chair. the man
was pretty pissed (no pun intended) and just left. A couple years later, I
was in Germany and met a girl from the same suburb. Somehow or another, we
started talking about pets and I told her this story. She Started laughing
tremendously and said "my god, that was my brother!".