[yorkieusa]

A few years ago I was sitting on a stool outside the fenced area cleaning out a flower bed. I heard a jingling sound, looked in the direction it was coming from and there was a big, black rottweiler coming toward me. I was sooooo scared. I jumped up, put my hands up trying to wave him away. He stood up on his hind legs and I was looking down his throat. He was taller than me! Needless to say, I backed away up against the side of our house and went running, hysterical, into the house. I don't know why he didn't attack me! I'm just glad he didn't. I found out that he was being kept temporarily at a house about a half-mile away. Because of that, he was removed by the owner to another location. I usually had Muffin on a leash with me when I was out for awhile. I don't remember now why I didn't that time, but I am ever so grateful that I didn't take her out with me that day. He may not have bothered her, but then again, she would have barked and had a fit if he came into our yard and he might have attacked her. That's why I love fenced-in yards. It took me a few years to go back out into the open yard at night and even in the daytime I was quite paranoid for awhile. I'm over it now, but it scared me badly!