I went to a friend's house after Sunday church, went in the back yard (didn't know the huge German Shepherd was out of the house), and the dog let out a loud growl, and I knew I was going to be bitten. I stopped in my tracks and didn't move. The husband was in the yard and realized the dog was charging me and he yelled. The dog had already taken his final leap, he heard the yell, and crunched down just above my right knee. As soon as the dog landed on the ground from that, he backed away due to the owner getting there.
That was a vicious dog. If someone knocked on the front door, the dog charged the closed door crashing against the door. They would put the dog in a big cage in their bedroom if a visitor was there.
My friends were very upset the dog bit me but my knee wasn't bad. I think the dog, after hearing the yell, didn't do the damage he could have done on my leg. I don't have big legs and he could have encircled my whole knee and ripped it off. I felt very lucky.
The next day, a florist was at my house with flowers and a note that said, “I am very sorry I bit you.” Later, when the wife called to find out how I was, I told her I had been to the doctor and it was really bad and the doctor said the only thing that would cure it would be to go to Acapulco with a handsome man. She started laughing and so did I. I never went to their house again until I called first for them to put up the dog.
Nice story. I have dated lots of women who own (some) pretty nasty dogs. Ever heard of the saying “must love dogs”? It applies to guys who want to get to 1st base even and I’ve had my bite stories. After one that got me to the hospital (she paid for the costs), I broke up with her.
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Shoot the dog ... jail the owner ...
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I once dated a beautiful and (presumably) very-intelligent electrical engineer, who also claimed to be a Christian.
She owned a pit-bull.
Her walks and travels with this potential killer included approaching small children (who were strangers) and telling them that "Chevy" was a nice puppy.
Delusional on steroids.
I ended the relationship a week or so later.
I never want to have to face a little girl and "apologize" for my dog's rippin-out her eyeballs or fingers.
Civilized people DO NOT own pit bulls ... only Obama's druggie friends from the hood, or folks with "quasi-severe" mental disorders.
Period.
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