About a month ago I was in my garage, the garage door open, when I looked up and a Pit Bull was quickly walking toward me. I had no chance but to say “Hey, sweetie.” She came up and started licking my hand. I petted her and found a phone number on her collar and called the owner. He sent his wife to get the dog. I don’t believe it always ends that way. I’ll admit it scared the crap out of me.
That’s pretty brave. I don’t think I would be reading a pit bull’s collar.