Every day I used to fight my dog.he would be all elated when I got home, then I'd betray him and slap him in the chops and it was on. Then he would try to get me, I was training him.to be an attack pug.
He scared the shit on my ex a few times, it was her dog, she got real scared of him a few times.
Edit. The look of horror on his face was brilliant.. he was genuinely horrified every time I turned heel on him. Other times I'd be at work for like 17 hours, crash on the couch and the little cunt would see his opportunity and attack me.