One of the reasons that I have posted so many times in this thread is because of the 6 negative encounters that I have had with domesticated "pet" dogs, ones with collars & tags, in my 66 years on this planet.
I have been EXTREMELY fortunate NOT to have been maimed in those 6 encounters. The dogs were.....
2 Chihuahuas
2 German Shepherds
1 Doberman Pinscher
1 mutt
Both chihuahuas broke the skin on my ankles/hamstrings. Both got drop kicked into the next century, most likely with broken ribs. One was deliberately set upon me (paperboy) by his mean spirited little old lady owner. The other bit me in Anchorage in a public park running around unleashed, after I warned his arrogant male owner twice to keep the dog away from me.
And, least you think me a sissy for kicking the poor little chihuahuas, a dog that size is FULLY CAPABLE of damaging the muscles/tendons/ligaments in a full grown man's leg, causing permanent, maiming harm to one's gait/ability to walk.
One of the german shepherds broke a 4"×4" support post for a 2nd floor back porch in a row house, due to repeatedly lunging against a heavy steel chain that was attached to a tight choke collar. He then easily leaped a 4' chain link fence to attack me as I was walking past the back yard on my way to work after school. I escaped harm by leaping up onto first the hood of a parked car, and then the roof. He got kicked in the head with steel toed work boots, and because he could not gain traction on the painted surface of the car I escaped harm until his bubble headed female co-owner came out to see what all the commotion was about, and reined him in. Albeit with difficulty. Had he been SMART enough to leap up onto the hood like I did he might have gotten me.
The other german shepherd had been abused by children as a puppy by being poked in the side through a chain link fence by sticks. Without knowing any better, I was talking to his owner, leaning over a fence, scratching his ears. When I went to scratch his belly, something most dogs like, he quietly let me know that was NOT SOMETHING THAT HE LIKED. He did so by calmly turning his head, and powerfully clamping his jaws around my forearm above the wrist that was scratching his belly. Knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Did not break the skin on my bare arm. Just his way of letting me know, "I DON'T LIKE THAT!!!!!. STOP RIGHT NOW!!!!".
One day in my early 20's, before the military, I was riding my bicycle, and had to detour through a neighborhood in Baltimore that I was unfamiliar with due to road construction. A black man drinking beer on his row house front porch saw a white kid on a bike, opened the screen door (this was summer, prior to blue collar folks having air conditioning), let loose his doberman, and told him to get me (multiple racial expletives to that effect).
Which, the dog happily proceded to do. At top doberman speed, 2,467 mph. And, I jumped on my racing bike's pedals at top white boy speed, minus 432 mph. Or, so it seemed. It took me about 4 blocks, pedaling as hard as I could, swinging my Zefal bike pump intermittently at his head (bending it, & ruining it), before he got tired of chasing me, and quit.
The mutt was our pet that turned on us, bit a neighbor kid, as well as my sister, and was put down. Nearly got me half a dozen times before my parents got clued in that it wasn't me, it was the dog.
In Alaska I saw what racing dogs will do to one another if they are hungry enough, and outstep their position in the sled hierarchy.
And, I've seen up close and personal, the results of what happens when so-called domesticated dogs chase deer down, worry them, tease them, tear them up in all kinds of hideous ways, BUT LEAVE THEM MAIMED AND ALIVE in incredible pain, to slowly die a death that I would not wish on my worst enemy.
I am always suspect of people that make blanket statements like the one SPQR70AD made about the OP, and anyone that agreed with what he had done. Without personally knowing the person, or their character. Because of sentiment for a domesticated dog turned feral vs a landowner/farmer protecting his livestock.
I have been EXTREMELY fortunate NOT to have been maimed in those 6 encounters. The dogs were.....
2 Chihuahuas
2 German Shepherds
1 Doberman Pinscher
1 mutt
Both chihuahuas broke the skin on my ankles/hamstrings. Both got drop kicked into the next century, most likely with broken ribs. One was deliberately set upon me (paperboy) by his mean spirited little old lady owner. The other bit me in Anchorage in a public park running around unleashed, after I warned his arrogant male owner twice to keep the dog away from me.
And, least you think me a sissy for kicking the poor little chihuahuas, a dog that size is FULLY CAPABLE of damaging the muscles/tendons/ligaments in a full grown man's leg, causing permanent, maiming harm to one's gait/ability to walk.
One of the german shepherds broke a 4"×4" support post for a 2nd floor back porch in a row house, due to repeatedly lunging against a heavy steel chain that was attached to a tight choke collar. He then easily leaped a 4' chain link fence to attack me as I was walking past the back yard on my way to work after school. I escaped harm by leaping up onto first the hood of a parked car, and then the roof. He got kicked in the head with steel toed work boots, and because he could not gain traction on the painted surface of the car I escaped harm until his bubble headed female co-owner came out to see what all the commotion was about, and reined him in. Albeit with difficulty. Had he been SMART enough to leap up onto the hood like I did he might have gotten me.
The other german shepherd had been abused by children as a puppy by being poked in the side through a chain link fence by sticks. Without knowing any better, I was talking to his owner, leaning over a fence, scratching his ears. When I went to scratch his belly, something most dogs like, he quietly let me know that was NOT SOMETHING THAT HE LIKED. He did so by calmly turning his head, and powerfully clamping his jaws around my forearm above the wrist that was scratching his belly. Knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Did not break the skin on my bare arm. Just his way of letting me know, "I DON'T LIKE THAT!!!!!. STOP RIGHT NOW!!!!".
One day in my early 20's, before the military, I was riding my bicycle, and had to detour through a neighborhood in Baltimore that I was unfamiliar with due to road construction. A black man drinking beer on his row house front porch saw a white kid on a bike, opened the screen door (this was summer, prior to blue collar folks having air conditioning), let loose his doberman, and told him to get me (multiple racial expletives to that effect).
Which, the dog happily proceded to do. At top doberman speed, 2,467 mph. And, I jumped on my racing bike's pedals at top white boy speed, minus 432 mph. Or, so it seemed. It took me about 4 blocks, pedaling as hard as I could, swinging my Zefal bike pump intermittently at his head (bending it, & ruining it), before he got tired of chasing me, and quit.
The mutt was our pet that turned on us, bit a neighbor kid, as well as my sister, and was put down. Nearly got me half a dozen times before my parents got clued in that it wasn't me, it was the dog.
In Alaska I saw what racing dogs will do to one another if they are hungry enough, and outstep their position in the sled hierarchy.
And, I've seen up close and personal, the results of what happens when so-called domesticated dogs chase deer down, worry them, tease them, tear them up in all kinds of hideous ways, BUT LEAVE THEM MAIMED AND ALIVE in incredible pain, to slowly die a death that I would not wish on my worst enemy.
I am always suspect of people that make blanket statements like the one SPQR70AD made about the OP, and anyone that agreed with what he had done. Without personally knowing the person, or their character. Because of sentiment for a domesticated dog turned feral vs a landowner/farmer protecting his livestock.
