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Originally Posted by kjc  One day I took Peek a Boo and my GSD (now departed) for a walk. I heard barking when we started past the neighbor's houseand looked over to the neibor's house, when I saw their Pitbull push out the upstairs screen and jump out the window, touch off on the little roof overtop their front door and land in a dead run on the sidewalk, running straight at us.
My dogs didn't see her coming, Thank God I did... OMG what to do... what to do??? OMG! I saw a bush 2 feet away....I ushered them both behind a large bush blocking them from her and their sight of her, trying to stay calm and not alert them to the panic racing through my entire body. I looked back to see where the dog was... she had made it half way to us.... still flat out running straight towards us....
With my heart and stomach in my throat, I stepped out to the ends of their leads and told them 'Stay' (like they were going to be suddenly obedience trained, lol), and waited, thinking what could I do? What could I do to stop this dog? Mental images of a horrible dog fight raced through my brain...
I had one chance to stop her and I swore she'd have to get through me to get to my babies! I guess I could try a command... but what is the best word to use??? Stop, Heal, Go Home, No, no... trying to recall hearing any commands my neighbors had used with her while out in the yard...my mind was racing and I couldn't focus...Is this going to work? I looked back one last time at my two... sitting there with their innocent faces, so unaware of the oncoming danger... then looked back at the PitBull, 12, 10, 8 feet away and closing fast. I planted my feet for the impact and waited till the Pitty was about 4 feet away, and I prayed "Please God make this work!" and then I screamed 'STOP!!! in the deepest, loudest, voice I could muster.
The Pitty stopped dead in her tracks, looked at me like 'What???', then promptly turned around and jogged back up the front yard and sat down on the porch. I quickly got my wits about me and got my two outta there. I was shaking so bad I could barely walk, my knees were like rubber and couldn't barely talk for 3 days.
Funny though, I thought we were safe because she was upstairs... |
This story reminds me of my own. I take my GSD Vada out for a walk with my daughter who is 6 she is riding her bike with training wheels. We have only had Vada a few months , she is 2 years old and we got her from a Rescue. Before that day Vada had started to show a few signs of protectiveness towards us while we were in our home which I was glad because I was starting to wonder if she was just going to lick everyone to death.
In neighborhood we live in Rotts and Pitts are the dog of choice. And I have nothing against them but I don't like them loose ( and not a day goes by that i don't see a pitt running by somewhere.
I always keep Vada on my left and I have the leash where she has to be right beside me but just enough slack to where I'm not pulling.
Well we are quite a ways from our house and I notice a lady lets out her pitt from the fence (thinking he would follow her) we are about 4 lots away from them and the pitt sees us and starts running toward us barking. The lady is shouting and all i can do is turn back toward lexia and make her stop pedeling because i didn't want the pit to chase her. When i turn it puts Vada on the side that the pits is comming. I automatically let all the slack on the leash go and Vada gets right in front of Lexia! The next thing I know I hear Vada snarl and the pit Yelp and run off. I couldn't see Vada's face and there was no blood on her but she did something to that pit and I couldn't of been happier!!!!! I was shaking so bad that I could barly walk the rest of the way home.
