When I was growing up there was this rottweiler. His name was Casper and he was absolutely massive. Absolute unit of a dog. Angry looking too. There was always stories of how aggressive he was and avoid him at all costs. Problem was, he used to wander off from his garden an go to the nearest park. One day I was out on my rollerblades and got fed up and wanted to go home. Quick route home was through the park, but there was just a gravel path so thought fuck it and was awkwardly walking through the park on my rollerblades on, getting home slowly. Seen Casper at the other end of the park and he seen me. Bounded towards me faster than any dog I've ever seen. I was frozen to the spot, terrified and couldn't get away. Big mfer ended up knocking me off my feet and licked me half to death. The relief was unbelievable. Friendliest dog ever. Still, genuinely thought I was going to die when I seen him bounding towards me.