My wife and I were out walking our 7y/o golden (Sobe) last night around 8pm, when all of the sudden... He hunched down to poop. Damn it, I'm the one who has to clean it up. So, I hand the leash to my wife, pull the plastic bag from my pocket and begin to remove his feces... :puke:
Just as I've got the stinky load 95% contained, my wife says in a concerned voice, "Um, we have a problem". I stand up and look to see what she's talking about as I tie off the bag to hopefully kill the stench.. I see our dog pulling slightly at the leash, and notice what my wife is talking about: a lager dog half a block down who escaped form it's handler. The dog stood tall and alert as it watched us, then sprang into a run at full speed, barking, leash trailing behind it.
My wife hands me the leash cause she can't hold our dog back if he pulls hard, "You have to take him". I drop the bag on the ground and grab both hand loops on the leash so I've got a good handle on him. I notice a younger guy running behind the loose dog, arms loaded with grocery bags. In that instant, while awaiting the snarling black lab, I had pity on this guy who is dropping stuff he had just purchased while running in flip flops.. I swear time slowed down to where I noticed these things.. Odd..
As the dog got within 10 feet of us I freed up my right hand without even really thinking about it. My XD40sc was on my right hip, but I never went for it, as the situation didn't quite call for it... Yet. I was impressed with how my brain subconsciously made my right hand available to perform the draw if required. My wife stayed to my right side, and slightly behind me as the black lab came up to intercept our dog. The two dogs instantly freaked out at each other, the black lab snapping at our dog. I stood over Sobe, in a fashion that he was tightly squeezed between my legs so that he couldn't bounce around frantically. I think this maneuver made the black lab less inclined to go after our dog, but continued light strikes of gnashing teeth - and I think he managed a decent nip to Sobe's tail. If there's one thing that set's Sobe off, it's messing with his tail. :comeandgetsome:
In the end, I didn't even really focus on the aide of my XD since the situation didn't escalate to the possibility of myself or my wife being injured. Had the black lab gone for the wife I surely would've crapped my pants and hopefully found a clear shot.. at the dog, not her of course :redface:. Or just 'accidentally' let Sobe go.. You know he'd be a terror defending his mom.. Anyways, I don't know exactly what I've have done in the event that the dog went for my wife, but I'm glad he didn't. I don't want to have to shoot a dog.. Besides, he was a really good looking black lab.
The black lab's owner finally caught up, mind you this whole thing took maybe a minute or two, and got control of his dog. We were caught off guard by his question, "Are you guys OK?".. Seemed odd coming from a 17y/o looking kid with loaded Shopko bags spilling all over the sidewalk. Good for him, we both appreciated his attitude and concern, and could tell he was sorry about his dog breaking loose. We said we were fine, and no harm no foul. He said that the house we were in front of (the lawn that our dog decided to duke on), was his house. Great choice Sobe.. You know how they get though, they'll hunker down and let you drag them cause they're committed to the business once they've decided to do it.
Anyways.. I'm bored at work, figured perhaps this could be a fun read to kill 5 minutes for someone stuck at a desk.. :)
-Jason

