I try to be pretty easy going when I'm in a park, which isn't very often, especially since Deputy Dog is going to kill some weeds along the front of their site at some point during our stay.
On one particular occasion a fella across the way told me to "curb my dog" who was lifting his leg on the lamp at the edge of the site.
Things changed about dusk that night when his wife came out the door to find a large citrus rat eating the sunflower seeds she'd put out for the birds. Several of us went over to see what was up, from about 25' Deputy Dog spotted the rat and froze, trembling & whining. His 'give' to me. Before I'd even finished the words "Git em" he was off. He hit that rat at a full out sprint, it never knew what hit it. A quick chomp & shake and dropped it waiting for his praise.
Suddenly he was the center of attention and everyone's darling. He even got a nice tidbit of pot roast from the Offended DW while DH was disposing of the body.