The dumbest dog trainers on the planet are some police officers. These types are so into their macho egos that their dogs are trained to be aggressive. They are not trained to obey commands. If a cop calls off his dog when the suspect quits fleeing he may want to still cover his balls... just saying. Allot of those dogs are out of control biting machines.

I would no more leave my Belgians or ACDs in the same room with young children then I would leave them with my Chihuahuas. Chihuahuas don't know their size and children cannot read dog body language.

I don't believe there is any reason to breed Cane Corsos they are a breed developed to kill human beings and I am pretty sure we have laws against that.. When you limit a breed others will follow it is the Animal Rights [wackos] agenda.

Tell us about your dog bites! I have two:

I was about 7. I thought it would be a good idea to touch the neighbor's Dachshund's nose with my nose. The Dach naturally interpreted this as staring down, and nipped my nose. No skin broken, but I cried like a 7-year-old.

I was about 12. I cut through some yards to save time getting to the store. An aggressive mutt saw me on his territory and attacked, and got me on the thigh. It tore a 2" rip in my pants and broke the skin. The owner was satisfied that I had learned my lesson not to cut through yards.

My childhood neighborhood was shitty, and there were many aggressive dogs. One down the street was extremely dangerous. He would get loose once in a while, and there was actually a phone chain to warn people that the damn dog was out. At one point a neighbor didn't get the message, and the dog attacked him and broke his arm.

Because of these events, I hated dogs. Then my ex convinced me to get one, and with puppy kindergarten through advanced obedience, I learned dog language, and now I love dogs.

I've never been bit. Animals and kids love me. They just don't know any better. ;)

You saw a drug lab?

I was about 7 and at someone's house who had several Saint Bernards. My sister and I, along with a few other people, were standing in the driveway observing the dogs. Sis and I were a bit frightened of these huge animals, and one of them simply walked over to me and took me by the arm, none too gently. I started screaming and the owner came and ordered the dog off me. It took a few stern commands to get it to release me. Positively terrified me. I remember the owner seemed astounded at the behavior. I wasn't badly hurt, a few red marks and bruises later. My only frightening dog bite.

I was bit when I was real little, I don't remember it but I had the scar for a long time. It was my Nan's dog. I had run up to her to give her a hug but the dog interpreted this as threatening and bit me, right on the forehead. His name was Lucky. No hospital or stitches though.
I was bit by my parent's black lab, Buddy, when I was in high school. It was the year we rescued him and we had been down the road at a flea market. I bought a bike so I rode it home, and not thinking about how the dog would react to a person on a bike, I rode it in through the gate. The second I saw Buddy running towards me I could just tell by his posture I was in trouble. He grabbed my leg and broke through the skin, but as soon as he heard me yell he let go and realized I was his "person" and not a monster. Poor guy was so ashamed, he came up to me all apologetic, head and tail down.
Della had an issue with not wanting to come out from under the bed, and if you tried to reach down and grab her she would get defensive. In the spring when we were having a tornado warning I wanted her to come to the bathroom with me to hide, but she wouldn't, so I grabbed her and started to pull her out, she bit me. I usually only use positive reinforcement but that act was too serious and I spanked her for it. She hasn't acted that way since, and I've hauled her out from under the bed a few times now. She still tries to bite when I'm brushing her tail, but its more of a test. She'll put her teeth on my hand like she's warning me, and I tell her "No." She'll growl at me very angrily still. I have recently discovered leashing her reduces the amount of her resistance.

Now the Hell cat we had for awhile, that thing was pure evil. Bit and scratched me more times than I could remember. He had this thing he would do. I would be minding my own business or playing with my brother and the Hell cat would run full speed at me, jump on me where ever he could, scratch and bite and then be gone faster than you could blink. He would leave bruises around the puncture wounds, that how hard he would attack. We were in the car taking him to my aunt's right after we got him, we were gonna give him to them. The cat was in the back and had come sit next to me so I gently started to stroke it, I told my mom, "The cat is letting me pet it!" It turned around and attacked me at that same moment. My mom pulls over, comes to the back to tell the cat that it was unacceptable behavior, the thing just attacked me again. Damned thing. Don't trust cats to this day.

As for "dangerous" breeds like pitts, I honestly don't think they should be bred any longer. I don't think pitts are bad dogs, but they've been bred for dog-on-dog aggression, no amount of training can stop that instinct. Most dog fights are just a short scrap over dominance and once one dog submits, its over. For a pitt its not though, and that is where my problem lies. I am more worried about their danger to other dogs than I am people. To deny that the dog's breeding is important to its behavior would be to deny their are differences between dog breeds. Dogs are bred for temperament as much as physical characteristics, and a pitt's temperament is one to show no mercy to an opposing dog. That is one reason why they're so dangerous when they turn against another dog or even a person, their instinct is to kill.