I actually met a dog like that at a doggie xmas party in a Melbourne park. The dog's name was Harvey and, Harvey was indeed, a dog with attitude.
Harvey was the only dog that was on a leash early in the festivities. When his owner was asked why, he said that Harvey was a bit of a trouble maker.
Harvey looked the picture of innocence. Harvey didn't mind dogs coming up to him. Harvey just sat there calmly looking like a very cool dog.
After ages, several wines and doggies having fun. There was a big xmas doggie cake in the middle of the table. The party was humming along nicely, all the dogs were great.
Then, Harvey was unleashed. Harvey looked up at his owner's face and got the nod - ok Harvey, you go have fun.
Harvey's demeanour changed instantly. Not angry or anything like that - no, Harvey just took on this very mischievous look - like he was a man with a plan and his time had come.
Harvey bolted - out through the crowd, Harvey got out about maybe 15 metres or 20 metres - a few dogs went with him - just doing the 'he's off, and I'm with him thingy' -
Harvey turned left and began to sprint - and boy, could that sucker run, Harvey ran in a large circle round and round and round the party - within a lap - every dog was in Harvey's wake - all barking and running like mad.
Harvey began to lap some of the little lapdog types, they yipped, they yapped, all of them were running like greyhounds chasing a rabbit. The owners - all stood in wonderment at this massive race of dogs - there was a chant started up 'go Harvey go' ------------ and, that spurred Harvey on - his speed went up 2 or 3 cogs and his acceleration was massive
the show brought strangers to a halt - half of Melbourne suddenly appeared in the park - 'go Harvey go' was the chant, louder and louder.
When Harvey judged it just right - god knows by what method - when some of the little ones began to lag, when lungs were inflating and deflating at a rate of knots when the speed was like the last couple of hundred in a horse race -
Harvey turned abruptly left - and headed right for the centre of the party - right to the table with the big dog cake on it - sitting there proudly like a prize multi towered wedding cake.
Harvey came in red hot - about Mach 2 - Harvey left the ground a couple of metres out and soared over the table - and the cake - perfectly clearing the lot - only managing to disturb things with the passing of wind as he whooshed over all with amazing speed
the trailing stream of dogs - followed Harvey's steps as accurately as the sunrise follows the dark - with absolute precision -
only trouble - they were not as good as Harvey in the jumping and clearing hurdle skill department - by the time a few had gone though - the cake was r's up in the air - rising up in slow motion, gravity being a force that inevitably began to bear on this flying cake
the cake landed a couple of metres away from the table and exploded in a shatter of doggie foodie shrapnel as more and more dogs came into land, those which cleared the table and those who cheated and ran underneath.
Owners were now strewn everywhere with dogs everywhere devouring a rather unplanned sharing of the cake event. Everyone was laughing hysterically - and Harvey - Harvey was quietly standing by his owners side with the biggest devilish look on his face one could imagine. The only give away was Harvey's breathing, looking like the coolest dog but, heavily puffing.
and that - that was Harvey - god knows there was some soul in Harvey and it was the most playful and naughty thing one could imagine
