Back in the 80's, Dad was working for a lady who wanted to get rid of two Lhasa Apso dogs. One was named Tippy and the other was Fluffy. Tippy was a scared little dog and she came to live with my family. Dad brought home Fluffy to his house.
Fluffy wasn't a typical Lhasa Apso....she was shaved. Fluffy was not fluffy at all! She was also apparently pissed off about it. Fluffy growled and tried to bite everyone. Dad attempted to make friends with her but she would lunge and attack at every chance. Luckily for Dad, he could just put his prosthetic arm out and the dog would attack it. Dad worked for a couple of weeks trying being kind to Fluffy to no avail. She would attack at every opportunity. That dog would chew his metal hook until her mouth was bloody.
Crystal was just a little kid and she wanted to be able to pet and hold that dog. Fluffy wasn't having anything to do with anyone unless she could bite them. Fluffy met her maker one day after chewing on Dad's hook until she was a bloody mess while Crystal was at school. Dad finally shot the dog, disposed of the body and opened the gate to make it appear that Fluffy had escaped.