Bill & Bob
May 16th, 2004, 08:51 PM
to wanting two dogs dead today. Believe me it takes a lot to make me say that. Myself and three friends were standing in front of one of our friends houses chatting. Two non dog owners, and my friend who owns Bob's female buddy we walk with every morning and myself.
Two doors down from her there are these two Shepherds.
These damn things go nuts every time Bob and I walk by, which is daily. If they are in the house they are literally jumping AT the window of their living room wanting to get out and kill us. I can't believe they haven't broken the window and cut themselves in two yet. I'll hope for that tomorrow. If they are in the backyard, they are at the fence midhouse trying to get over to get us. If they are in the front yard, they are leaning over the fence to get us. That's the worst place I've seen them until today.
So, we're standing there and these things are on the front sidewalk of their house. OUT OF THE YARD! They see us and come running at us. I have never seen a dog with it's lips so pulled back as these two. They stand about 10 feet away barking and growling at us. We start yelling at them to GO HOME! They don't.
They start slowly moving forward, still teeth bared and growling. My friends dog, who is off leash, but smaller, goes for one and chases it back until my friend calls her dog back. Thankfully she came right back. The one that was chased a little ways away comes right back to where the other one is, which is really close now and only a few feet away from Bob.
They both were taking a good look at Bob at this point. Big Bob didn't growl or do anything which I was surprised by, but just stood there looking quite stoic, but from the feel of his leash, coiled like a very tight spring. He wasn't pulling, but his body looked hard as a rock.
Finally we all just started swearing as loud as we could for the owner to come out. Eventually she does, and sorry, we had some very disparaging things to say to her. She goes on about it being an accident and they got out of the yard, and were only out for 30 seconds. My friend who lives in this house is sick of these dogs and just starts blasting her for everything those dogs have done. The woman starts blubbering about how it was just an accident and now we're verbally abusing her. Had she not heard us, it was IMMINENT that someone was going to be attacked, or one of our dogs!
I couldn't believe it. When something like that happens, I expect the person to stand there like a damage sponge, be sorry, and soak up whatever they are getting. She had no arguement whatsoever to say. No defense.
Accidents do happen. I agree. But these dogs are a different story. You have no choice but to reduce the margin for error to as low a point as possible when you know you have dogs like this. A rickety old wooden picket fence is not appropriate.
Anyway, we all got the address and called Animal Control as soon as we got home. Animal control said they would send someone over tomorrow to check the fence for appropriateness. Thanks. That'll help.
Now, my friend gets to live at this address with a demon of a pitbull downstairs that Bob and I have to keep a very close eye out for when we go up the stairs to her door. These two viscious shepherds two doors down, now with an owner that hates her.
I am getting so pissed about this crap. My friend lives 4 blocks away from me. If I leave my house and go left, I get a big Golden Retriever that sits on the front step and starts growling at us from across the street, who has also come across the street to challenge us in the past. If I go straight I've got another Shepherd that I have personally witnessed kill a cat, who also barks like hell on earth at us when we go by from behind his crummy wooden fence. If I turn right, three doors down, I get to walk by the massive American Bulldog that sits on the balcony barking all day at everyone who walks by, specifically every time Bob and I walk by, or any other dog. All within a one block radius. If I manage to get out of my immediate neighbourhood to pick my friend up, I get to walk by her problem neighbours and their problem dogs.
I swear, if I had a gun, those two dogs would be dead today. Believe me. I love dogs very much and don't say that easily.
Sorry for the long story. Needed to write this out and vent it a bit. I am so glad I don't own a gun. I'd probably be in jail by now.
Two doors down from her there are these two Shepherds.
These damn things go nuts every time Bob and I walk by, which is daily. If they are in the house they are literally jumping AT the window of their living room wanting to get out and kill us. I can't believe they haven't broken the window and cut themselves in two yet. I'll hope for that tomorrow. If they are in the backyard, they are at the fence midhouse trying to get over to get us. If they are in the front yard, they are leaning over the fence to get us. That's the worst place I've seen them until today.
So, we're standing there and these things are on the front sidewalk of their house. OUT OF THE YARD! They see us and come running at us. I have never seen a dog with it's lips so pulled back as these two. They stand about 10 feet away barking and growling at us. We start yelling at them to GO HOME! They don't.
They start slowly moving forward, still teeth bared and growling. My friends dog, who is off leash, but smaller, goes for one and chases it back until my friend calls her dog back. Thankfully she came right back. The one that was chased a little ways away comes right back to where the other one is, which is really close now and only a few feet away from Bob.
They both were taking a good look at Bob at this point. Big Bob didn't growl or do anything which I was surprised by, but just stood there looking quite stoic, but from the feel of his leash, coiled like a very tight spring. He wasn't pulling, but his body looked hard as a rock.
Finally we all just started swearing as loud as we could for the owner to come out. Eventually she does, and sorry, we had some very disparaging things to say to her. She goes on about it being an accident and they got out of the yard, and were only out for 30 seconds. My friend who lives in this house is sick of these dogs and just starts blasting her for everything those dogs have done. The woman starts blubbering about how it was just an accident and now we're verbally abusing her. Had she not heard us, it was IMMINENT that someone was going to be attacked, or one of our dogs!
I couldn't believe it. When something like that happens, I expect the person to stand there like a damage sponge, be sorry, and soak up whatever they are getting. She had no arguement whatsoever to say. No defense.
Accidents do happen. I agree. But these dogs are a different story. You have no choice but to reduce the margin for error to as low a point as possible when you know you have dogs like this. A rickety old wooden picket fence is not appropriate.
Anyway, we all got the address and called Animal Control as soon as we got home. Animal control said they would send someone over tomorrow to check the fence for appropriateness. Thanks. That'll help.
Now, my friend gets to live at this address with a demon of a pitbull downstairs that Bob and I have to keep a very close eye out for when we go up the stairs to her door. These two viscious shepherds two doors down, now with an owner that hates her.
I am getting so pissed about this crap. My friend lives 4 blocks away from me. If I leave my house and go left, I get a big Golden Retriever that sits on the front step and starts growling at us from across the street, who has also come across the street to challenge us in the past. If I go straight I've got another Shepherd that I have personally witnessed kill a cat, who also barks like hell on earth at us when we go by from behind his crummy wooden fence. If I turn right, three doors down, I get to walk by the massive American Bulldog that sits on the balcony barking all day at everyone who walks by, specifically every time Bob and I walk by, or any other dog. All within a one block radius. If I manage to get out of my immediate neighbourhood to pick my friend up, I get to walk by her problem neighbours and their problem dogs.
I swear, if I had a gun, those two dogs would be dead today. Believe me. I love dogs very much and don't say that easily.
Sorry for the long story. Needed to write this out and vent it a bit. I am so glad I don't own a gun. I'd probably be in jail by now.
