hit the nail on the head! but i met one extreme exception chow chow when i was younger, my neighbors had it and didn't take care of it, it was always allowed to run loose, it was matted and very thin, but i was an adventurous little kid and spent my time catching stray dogs and bringing them home. Anyway i started feeding the chow and he adored me! he knew when i would come home from school and knew what time i woke up in the morning he was always there to walk me to and from my bus stop. I begged my mom to let me keep him and she was wary at first especially since we had a pitbull mix who was a huge handful, but eventually she gave in and went with me to ask the owners if they'd let us keep their dog (they didn't take very good care of him)but when we went there he was shot in there front yard... One of my saddest memories honestly, and why the chow has a special place in my heart i wish i could have had him sooner, he and my dog played like crazy and we would spend so much time in the land behind my home. I know that's rare for a chow, maybe it was so willing to accept me, was because he was so desperately hungry, but anytime i was outside he was there, and even when he wasn't interacting with me, he would watch me