Posted on 06/10/2011 9:50:51 PM PDT by Jim 726
HAWTHORNE, Fla. -- A 74-year-old man attacked by pit bulls Friday morning had his right arm amputated, his left arm partially amputated and suffered severe facial injuries, Putnam County deputies said. Deputies were called to the 200 block of Old Hawthorne Road in Hawthorne about 11 a.m. and found Roy McSweeney severely injured. McSweeney was taken to Shands Hospital in Gainesville and was in surgery Friday afternoon. His condition was not available. Investigators said the two dogs responsible for the attack belonged to McSweeney's neighbor.
They said the owner of the dogs gave both of them to authorities, and the pit bulls were euthanized and taken to the Putnam County Health Department to be tested for rabies.
Deputies said no further details could be released. .
I should have watched the videos.. FIRST. I just assumed they were of Dobies being vicious. lol We used to have a Siamese cat, similar to that blue point in the video. Ours was a sealpoint and out Doberman was terrified of her when she got mad. They know those claws are wicked.
22 were involved in fatal attacks
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How many were involved in non-fatal attacks? How many bit an owner, friend of owner etc. and it was never reported. I would guess PLENTY!
What the ladies said.
Oh, and get bent.
Bravo!
There’s a place for an aggressive dog, as long as the owner knows how to control it.
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They do control them. They can’t let them in the fenced in yard because the neighbors complain. The dogs try to bite people that walk by, snarling through the fence, trying to jump over it. So they put them in the enclosed are with lattice and they used those jaws to tear the hell out of it. Then they put tables etc. over the holes. I told them to fix it now and they had a week to get rid of those dogs. They did the repair, the dogs they said they would not get rid of. See ya, have fun either moving out of this country or sleeping in the car. Nobody is going to rent to them with those dogs, that I am sure of. Unless it’s some dumpy trailer, even then, I doubt it.
I hope that’s not the one that ate the baby about a week ago.
If you didn’t want to read my puns, you should have Shih Tzu.
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:) well said
Wow you have some cool graphics skillz - love the font and the sly inquiry -well done. I don’t have anything worthy (interesting) to back up my name but if I had it, how could I post it in plain blah text like I’m using now when you’ve got that cool font?
I have font envy.
I bow to the font/style master. *bows*
Et tu, joe?
Et tu?
C'mon, Marine, what's next...
Your .45, your .357...your shotgun?
That’s a terrier thing to say, Civ! I feel like pinschering you.
I hear you loud and clear.
Upthread, a ‘cute video’ of a Yorkie viciously defending “his” cardboard box was posted.
I don’t care *how* ‘cute’ or ‘small’ a dog is, that kind of behavior is utterly _unacceptable_.
In *this* house, -nothing- “belongs” to my dogs therefore they are not allowed to be possessive of things.
Everything is *mine* but I graciously share it with them.
Knowing Odin’s “potential”, from the time he was 6 weeks old, “high value” things were given to him [chewies, toys, food, etc] and then arbitrarily taken *away*, with no rhyme, reason or apology.
Just silently removed.
He quickly got the point, just a wild canid would in a natural pack.
I am alpha and from me, all good things flow and flow generously...at my discretion
He still gets refresher courses any time I see him even look at one of the other dogs oddly because they’re playing with what he presumes to be “his”.
On the rare occasions that he takes something from one of them, without a word, I then take it from him and keep it until I feel like giving it back again...but there’s a catch.
To get that coveted object, he must sit, give right paw, give left paw, down, resume a sit...and then, with it held millimeters from his nose, -wait- cheerfully until I give the ‘ok’ command for him to *gently* take it.
Nothing in life is free, here.
He must prove everyday that he understands and accepts the ‘natural order’ of things.
Whereas two of his awesome full brothers from a previous litter have already been euthanized for “aggression” blamed on “brain lesions”, [-BS-!] Odin is a model citizen who regularly accepts tiny tidbits from the chubby fingers of toddlers _without any worry_ that he will even ~accidentally~ harm them.
[and frankly, he’s totally crazy about kids so that’s a very good thing]
His poor brothers were bought by novices to the breed, in general, not to mention their abject ignorance of the difference between the Euro vs American Dobe psyche.
When they became what they were created to be, the owners freaked out, tried to “dominate” them retroactively and improperly [i.e. violently] and then, in ignorance and fear, made the foolish choice to kill them.
What a shameful waste of potentially incredible dogs, unfairly murdered because of their owners’ stupidity.
When Odin hit his “Doberteens” [hormonal surge/individuation/independence phase] he didn’t care for something I was doing, one time.
I was bent over his shoulders [*massive* domination body language] to look at his paw because I thought he had something stuck in the pad.
He grumble-growled a ‘warning’ to me.
I just stood up and laughed.
It was absurd in the extreme.
I actually said to him “Just who in hell do you think *you* are?”
I did not freak out, hit him, yell or otherwise made a big deal of it or act the least bit impressed.
The alpha -never- reacts that way to a challenge from an underling.
They can afford *not* to.
He was clearly baffled by my lack of -expected- reaction.
Within a few minutes, he was begging for my attention/forgiveness/accceptance and ‘apologizing’ in dog body language.
After an appropriate disciplinary “ignore period”, I accepted his apology and he was wildly overjoyed by that.
[doggie psych-out!]
Now I can do anything to/with him that would *normally* be interpreted as a “challenge/domination act” and he is fine with it because he has learned *my* body language and trusts that I am not a danger to him.
And, in the spirit of total honesty, the only “problem” he has is in his genital area.
He came here with a -wicked- scar that runs all the way across his sheath and part of his stomach and he’s very sensitive about me or the vet getting near that spot.
When he was a pup, I visited him weekly at the breeder’s house and never saw a wound but he could’ve gotten a horrible cut there shortly after I’d left for one visit and it would have been virtually unnoticeable by the time I showed up the following week.
The scar is terrible enough that I’m just grateful he didn’t die from the injury while in their [dubious] care.
[it appears to me that he got caught in the chain link of their outdoor kennel run and the welds/sharp points on the bottom links tore him open but I can only hazard a guess]
I’ve been patiently working with him, carefully giving belly skritches while being very mindful and gentle near his scarred area and he is now at 99% acceptance of it, from me.
I’m not sure he’ll be quite as trusting with his vet but I’m hopeful.
Worst case scenario is that he will not be conflicted and tremble when the vet examines him.
[he adores and would never harm his vet but still feels compelled to protect his injury...thus, the nervous tremble]
The bottom line is, no matter what breed or size of dog I own, *I* alone am responsible for what they become or do.
~Every~ dog is a mirror of its owner.
We’d all do well to look in that mirror, more often.
Remain there...the position seems to fit you.
As for myself, I bow to no man.
“Then he will have no job, no money and no roof over his head but he will have his 2 ugly dogs and that’s what matters.”
How wonderfully Christian of you.
“Mine never bit anyone but I never quite trusted that she would not. “
You are not qualified to own dogs, then.
Thank you for describing Hell On Earth so succinctly.
LOL
The graphics were cool but just weren’t worth more than a 2 second bow. My self esteem is not too fragile to acknowledge graphic skillz I don’t have or a good turn of phrase - I like knowing that you had both of those at least one time.
I was there for the Dobermann Paranoia Years.
Every movie with an “evil dog” featured a Dobe.
Thank God they used Rotts in The Omen.
It gave us all a break from the stupidity.
You should be thinking about bedtime, it’ll be dachshund.
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