I used to ride my motorcycle up my narrow block late at night from work. Almost every night a large German Shepherd would run up to me but usually give me a few feet to pass. One night she did not stop and came right to my left side. I removed my left , cowboy booted foot from the peg and hit her square in the head and rolled her. For quite a while after that she barked at me from her front porch till I moved later that year. I didn’t really hurt her.....just got her attention. I wouldn’t shoot a dog unless I was sure it meant me harm. Fine line I guess.
” I removed my left , cowboy booted foot from the peg and hit her square in the head and rolled her. For quite a while after that she barked at me from her front porch till I moved later that year. “
Wow. I just had a flashback to being about 10 years old walking our German Shepherd past a house that had a nasty white poodle that was always dirt stained. It would charge my dog yapping and growing. It took all I had to hold my dog back on the leash.
One day our dog got loose and bee-lined for the poodle and shook it like a rag doll and tore it up.
After it healed it never left it’s front porch when the dog and I walked by.