Bad news

As I had written in my previous blog,I adopted a new dog.His name was Max.He was a beautiful Golden Retriever.Max started acting strange.It all started after he got adjusted to his new house.We have Bessie my Sheltie,Peaches our Malamute,and Hunter our Beagle.For some odd reason he thought he was going to become the dominant dog in the house and persistanly picked on poor Peaches.She is a lover,not a fighter.Every day he would attack her.Then it happened.He started biting the humans in the house and would draw blood.My husband and rest of the family let it slide.
One morning as I was in the bathroom and was coming out,Max was open mouth attacking Peaches.As I tried to walk past the ruckus,he stopped and took a nip at me.He left a tooth mark in my right calf and some scratches.
One morning on my husband's day off,he filled up the dogs water bowl.Max took the bowl and flipped it up causing water to spill all over the floor.
As my husband went to take the bowl from Max,he lunged at my husband,bearing all of his teeth as if he were going to severely hurt my husband.That was all it took.I called the Polk County Animal Services and told them what happened and I told them we were bringing Max back.
At the Polk County Animal Services,they asked what happened.We told them.I was asked if he had bitten or scratched anyone in the last 10 days and when I said yes,I had to fill out a bite report.
To make a long story short,Max was put to sleep because he was aggressive.I felt bad,but he couldn't keep biting people.It was bad enough that he attacked Bessie.