When I was a little girl... lo those many years ago... we had a German Shepard that used to play "shake-a-leg". He would grab the cuff of my old jeans and drag me around the yard. I would laugh and it was a game. One day some guy drove by the house and stopped but yelled first "are you OK?? What's going on??" I said "WE ARE PLAYING SHAKE-A-LEG!! He laughed too and said.. "have fun little girl" and shook his head with a smile. He certainly did not pull out a durn gun...