[Rufus]

Years ago, we aquired a large GSD-cross from a rescue kennel.
He seemed ok, not nasty or anything. Maybe he was a bit noisey, but ok........

Anyhow, we lived in a small town, (more like a big village), which had poor street-lighting and grass verges. We were walking this big beastie one night, when suddenly he saw another dog, lead by a middle aged woman, about 50 yards away.
NN was leading our dog, not me, and his sudden lunge to reach this other dog pulled her off her feet.
In the damp greasy grass he ran, and NN slid, cartoon style, spraying mud as she carved a track into the verge.
Soon, our big dog passed the woman, and reached her dog 5 feet infront of her. NN, still holding the lead, arms stretched infront of her, slid straight into this, (rather posh), womans feet.........................

In the dim light, the woman looked down, and saw a large moving mass with long hair......... Turning her rather aggressive gaze to me, she said;

"CANT YOU KEEP YOUR DOG UNDER CONTROL?"

Looking briefly down myself, I answered;

"THAT'S NOT A DOG! ........................ THAT'S MY WIFE!!!!"

Absolutely true story.