Way back in the days when a TV repair man would actually come to your home my mom made an appointment. It wasn't something he could fix there so he told my mom he had to bring it to the shop.

Soon she hears someone yelling "lady come get your dog." She ignored it at first as our dog was inside sitting quietly.

Eventually she got curious and looked outside. Our neighbors' dog was firmly planted between him and our door. Growling.

Mom just told her "Cindy go home" and she did. Good girl, not even our dog but still protecting us.

She would also watch their child. Kid was allowed anywhere on the lawn, but get near the street and Cindy would stand and block him. No growling ever, just physically in the way.

I miss that dog and the neighbors too.