I used to love them ALL !! But, in 1984 , I got bitten by a huge German Shepperd. We were living in St.Louis (MO) then, and I was driving my bike, in a street with lots of houses; all of a sudden that dog ran up to me, threw me of my bike, and bit me in my "behind". I didn't need stitches, but I could count exactly how much teeth that dog had!! It took over 3 months to heal....

Since then, I cannot help to be scared like hell for any German Shepperd.....