The next day I noticed he was watching our car as we drove in late at night. I knew he had recognized me. As I threw him more biscuits, I noticed he would sit down, as if to show me that though cautious, he thought I was not a bad human. My goal was to make George's tail go up. And in due time, it did.
George is friendly to me now, but he's not a happy dog. Askals make great guard dogs but that doesn't mean you have to tie them up all the time to make them scarier. They will protect you because they love you. At least, that's my askal philosophy.
I wish there were a happy ending to this. I wish the owners would let George run around their spacious garden. I wish they would regard him more as a pet, and then they would benefit from the amazing love that you can get when an askal is grateful. It's worth all the supposed protection you would have otherwise gotten from the dog in the first place.