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When I was Base Police @ NAS Fallon, NV in the Mid-80s the ONLY time I came even CLOSE to un-holstering my weapon was in Navy Housing when a BIG BLack Dog(someone’s pet/breed unknown) had scaled the backyard fence and was running the neighborhood. Anyway We (my partner and I) arrived on the scene and was trying to 1. find out where the dog came from and 2. put it back in the yard. I tried to call the dog and this dog(HE WAS HUGE) growled twice and I reached down and unfastened my retainer strap that held my weapon in the holster and PRAYED “Lord PLEASE don’t make me have to SHOOT this dog(1. The Paperwork for an expended US Navy Bullet in the Mid-80s was HORRENDOUS and 2. I did not want to have to kill somebody’s pet). Anyway he(or she) growled again and scaled the fence and got back into the yard(hopefully the right one). We issued the occupants a ticket for having their pet unsecured. I then breathed a sigh of releif.

Once a dog learns to jump a fence its hard to keep them in the yard...I had a red husky that was a big baby but could look at you and scare you, he had amber eyes and it gave him a “don't mess with me” look, but all he wanted was someone to scratch his belly... I'd let him out the back door and run to the front door and he would be sitting on the grass trying to figure out which way to go....we lived on a court....We finally gave him away to another gal that a husky, but a black one....she knew what she was in for with that silly breed...but he sure was a beautiful dog...I’d take him for a walk when we were camping and had more than one person that would have liked him to stud...I got him at a good price cause I had no intention of breeding...papers to go with him would have cost another hundred dollars and that was about 30 years ago..with 5 kids, he was a luxury for us to buy...