Big Dog - Small Dog - continued

Before I moved into my new place, another dog lived there. He is a small black dog, who thinks he is a Ruler of the Roost. It always amazes me how a small dog can be so vicious and blind to the fact that he could be gone from one tap of my paw...
Well, anyway.... The first week of my life in my new place I thought I would go deaf. That thing screamed and howled from the top of its lungs non-stop! Of course, it lived in a different room and we hardly ever crossed paths. It still hated me that much...
TIme went by. The house became quieter. Once we even went for a walk together. Everything was going really well, we walked side by side, and I was overjoyed - we are finally friends...until I got a little too close - he jumped up and grabbed me .... well, let's just say I am glad I still have a lower lip left.
When he is in the same room, I still try to be friendly - what if he changes his mind? So far, no luck... But I'll keep trying. After all, he is my only dog friend.