His list of behavioral atrocities is endless.
At home, he jumps on furniture, knocks over vases and steals food right off my plate when I’m not looking. In public, he pulls me around like a Husky forging through the last lengths of the Iditarod. He has tripped me, knocked me down, knocked other people down, and knocked me while I tried to help people he has knocked down.
One time, he stole an entire ice cream cone from a small child. When she started to cry, he barked at her.
He once got into a fight with a police dog. (Hey, did you know they can arrest you for the crazy shit your dog does?!!?? Fun fact.)