Originally Posted by
bp7178
Luckily, I've only been attacked by one dog while running and it was a little shit toy breed. As I'm running I see the dog on a porch with the owner who is unlocking the door. The dog is already locked onto me and the owner has no awareness whatsoever. This little shit comes charging at me yapping the whole time. The owner is now yelling "he's friendly, he's friendly." I don't break stride and keep moving figuring once I get out of the dog's space, he'll likely f*ck off. Nope. This as*hole tries biting me. I actually felt its teeth on my shin. I grabbed this rat by the neck and pinned it to the ground. Owner...who is hefty and not a runner...is moving toward us. The dog realizes it might have bitten off more than it can chew, pisses itself and goes limp into submission. I lighten up as not to choke the f*ck out of it but maintain my grasp. The owner reaches us and moves to pickup the dog and I back off. As soon as that little rat is in its owner's arms, it immediately goes full as*hole with the yipping again.
Little dogs are more of a problem than the big ones. Their owners don't control them, so they have dominance issues. Be aware.
Think of an escape. What can you get on top of? Parked cars are an option.
Pepper spray is nice because you get a few chances and what I would take.
We call them "Flush Dogs". Meaning they should be flushed down the toilet.
It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense. Mark Twain
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