My son was going to take my mom and our 120lb wrecking ball of an American Bulldog out for a ride.
One of the semi-feral GSDs across the street decided to attack. By the time I heard the ruckus and rushed out my son had pinned our dog to the driveway and "turtled" over him to protect him.
It’s just what you do.
I was very proud of him.
A good son comes from a good man.