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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=2 face=Arial><span style='font-size:10.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>I agree with the post about it being a near “dog
attack” not just related to a pit bull. I was raised with pits that were
trained attack dogs. I rode them like ponies with my hands holding their lips
for reins. My neighbors have three of the sweetest pits ever. We have never had
a problem. I WAS attacked by a clack lab once, but hold no animosity towards
them. He was just a little off in the head. My lab/chow mix is the most likely
to chew on a visitor, even though he loves everyone, ne is just a little crazy.
But the neighbor down the street has a humongous rottie, who hates everyone
except his male owner. He has run at me, attacked multiple children, attacked
my sweet old lab (who at 100 lbs lighter and 8 years old, wooped that rottie
like a baby I might add) and enjoys ramming his head into any open window of
passerbys vehicles and trying to eat them. All this with an underground fence,
and a collar for it. So it doesn’t matter what the breed is, and trust me
I am terrified of that big bullhead down the street. Never been afraid of a dog
in my life, but that one has been shot, hit with cars, and still keeps ticking.
I had to beat him with a pipe to remove his teeth from my labbie’s throat
with his owner standing there watching telling me to hit him harder. I still
regret that I had to do that, but it was my baby first! Breed means nothing
when you compare genetics to ownership. And I am so very glad that you handled
this so well Debbie, and Brudder, you are da bestest, and I am very glad you
are ok. But talking to the owner may truly help. Please keep us updated, as it
is a terrible thing to be afraid to walk your baby in your own neighborhood. We
are dealing with that now. Good luck, sweet brudder, and keep da stories comin.<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><font size=2 face=Arial><span style='font-size:10.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>Bambi and da Boys<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
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