I admit that I have some baggage on the issue.
In 2001, I split from some long-time friends whose dogs would regularly bite and scratch me and destroy my property and theirs. Although I shoved the dogs away and yelled at them, I never hit them. But the couple would regularly scream at me, accusing me of hitting and kicking their dogs. At the end, they had started to accuse me of hitting their children! Not something I would ever do and I never got how they could do this to a friend.
Hell, on one occasion, the smaller of their two dogs bit me in the crotch under the table and hung on. I had to pry and force him to let go, whereupon he fell backwards into the woman’s leg, at which point she launched into a huge verbal assault accusing me of kicking the dog for no reason. When I stated what had happened, she screamed at me for being STUPID enough to put a napkin on my lap (during dinner), because I should have known that the dog liked to eat paper.
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Good riddance to assholes like that.
But then, another couple believed them, and got all freaky careful with me around their dog until splitting from me during my divorce process.
Fast forward to last night. My BIL was out of town. My sister was coming home from out of town, planning to be in very late. My parents were taking care of the niece and nephew and the dog had been left at home, so I volunteered to stop by and let the dog out.
The dog doesn’t know me well and is a rescued dog. Foolish me. I let her out of her kennel, but couldn’t get close to her to put the leash on her. I sat down on the floor and tried to sweet talk her. The moment that I touched her collar, she went nuts and mauled my left hand. I walked over to the kitchen sink to wash it off and she tried to attack me from behind. When I tried to herd her back toward her kennel, she almost got me a third time.
That’s when I smacked her hard across the face. She stumbled backward across the kitchen, leaving a trail of feces in her wake. But she was very easy to herd back into her kennel after that. I cleaned up and went on my way, after leaving my sister a note and calling my mother, who nannies for the kids. Made me feel terrible, based mostly on my past baggage.
Called back this morning and got my mother. She was actually kind of happy about it, because the dog, who was out of control and bullying her very old, smaller dog yesterday, was very well behaved today. Haven’t heard from my sister and BIL about it, but on my end, I’ve settled down and realized that Hey, the damned thing attacked me THREE TIMES. It was about bloody time that I smacked the fucker and stopped the behavior.
For those of you with dogs; Have your friends and family ever had to defend themselves from your dog’s bad behavior? Have your dogs attacked other people? How do you feel if someone else has to strike your dog in self-defense?
For those of you who have been in my position; How do you feel about hitting someone elses dog if it’s hurting you or damaging your property? How do you feel about the dog’s owner? Have you had similar experiences to any of the above?