My sister had one. Best way to describe him was a spoiled asshole.
Everything had to be his way or he bit and screamed. He respected me after I pinned him and wouldn’t let him back up until he relaxed and stoped trying to snap my arm off. I really don’t normally do this but he was a little vicious thing. After this conflict was resolved he would always come to me. Even over my sister.
Some animal bit him (small deep holes) and noone could get within 5 ft of him. I got home and he followed me around until I looked at him and saw the blood leaking out of his neck. I looked at it… he did a sweaky screamish growl and I sharply corrected him with a “AHHHAAAT” and that was it. He let me shave it, clean it up and dress it for the next 2 weeks. The vet HATED THIS DOG!!!
Taz also HATED ALL MALE DOGS! My Rhodi Ridgeback happened to be an N male dog. He would spend his every waking moment following Amani at his face yapping and snapping. Amani would ignore him for the most part but… I don’t know what Taz would say to him about his mother …every blue moon Amani would grab him and shake the crap out of him then pin him to the ground until Taz would give up on trying to bite. Amani would let him up… all would be fine and Taz would go back to the face yapping and snapping.
Taz did not like children (8-12yrs). He was raised with children but this didn’t matter. He was like a cat. You can pet me and when I am done let me go or I will bite you. Nasty little thing.
My sister finally rehomed him after 7 years to an old couple that fell in love with him when they visited.