I had a dog named Mark, but we call him Markiee. He was a rottweiler I remember the day we brought him home and he pee'd on the carpet. I had him for four and a half years. One day I came home and found him dead. He was covered in bite marks, due to the rougue pack of chichuauas. The had eaten most of his flesh and tore through some of the bones. There are about 52 in the pack, and they terrorize our neighborhood. They bite women and children, I assume they're all rabid. I'm really gonna miss my markiee boo.