He swaggers. Just put him out in front of a pooch thrice his size and the little dude walks like he should be at the other end of the leash. Any small dog owner will tell you, it's the canine equivalent of the "Napoleon Complex." 

Never give a little guy an army! 

Perhaps it's the poodle in him? Il es dans l'attitude.

Why any creature would snap at another larger version, is beyond comprehension. Ralph wouldn't qualify as an appetizer much less a full meal. 

Fortunate, because he hasn't been eaten yet. Once a frustrated retriever nipped back. Ralph should've received an Oscar nomination for leading role in a drama.  The poor retriever got grounded.

Not to say our boy can't play well with others. Following a dance full of weird noises and partial snarls, he can actually be quite fun, running, chasing and doing that three legged sideways jumping thing. 

They've got to be adaptable as they have no control over their environment. Imagine having no input into deciding who and what you live with? What if Nancy Grace was brought home as your new companion. Better learn to be flexible—quick. 

Dogs have their own rituals. They don't need Match.com to decide who they like. 

Take for instance the play bow. Love it. Wouldn't it be great to walk up to someone who looks interesting, perform a deep yoga stretch, wiggle your ears, and then hang out? No need to exchange business cards or emails.

Tails are their personal antennae. Canines telegraph their emotions straight out their backsides. No ambiguity, misunderstandings, failed communications or hidden agendas. Wanna play? That would be a slow wide fan. Really wanna play? Shorter and faster fans. Who's here? Straight up with a twist. 

Don't get me started on those ears!

Better yet, if an encounter becomes a complete bore, yawn, walk away and curl up for a nap. No hurt feelings.   

Certainly would put us lawyers out of business—fast.

Unchecked, the oversized attitude could be dangerous, fortunately it comes with an even bigger heart.