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Can I please walk my dogs in peace?
Image by This Year’s Love
What a nightmare.
In the area where I live (at the moment) there are no sidewalks and everyone seems to have a dog or five, but I have yet to see anyone ever walk their dogs in the three years I’ve lived here. They’re either tied up (all the time) or in the house allowed to bark insanely at the window or door or running their fence (where they have created a nice dirt ditch) or my favorite: allowed to roam freely.
All together, these three buttfaces weigh 167 pounds. I can control them. They don’t pull me, though they don’t walk that slowly either. I had Judah and Israel on a coupler, so that was 132 pounds in my right hand.
I have all of the dogs on a four foot leash, but usually keep them next to me.
Dogs roaming around and coming up to me and Judah was never a problem since Judah isn’t dog aggressive. Guaranteed I would’ve kicked some ass if they attacked her, but that never happened by the grace of God. Meanwhile, the owners usually don’t give a shit and aren’t around, or they’re there and don’t care.
It’s a whole ‘nother story when it comes to Israel, obviously.
The first leg of the walk was fine. We meandered through the maze of roads and avoided getting hit by cars (there aren’t any new-fangled sidewalks around here). There were the requisite barking dogs, but they were contained. As long as that’s the case, if I keep walking and ignore them, my dogs will too. And note, my dogs NEVER bark back. They can have a yard full of three huge dogs slavering and snarling to get at them and they just give them looks like "Whatever, punks."
But it was when I was coming back that all hell, LITERALLY, broke loose.
A school bus had stopped on the side of the road I was walking on. I decided to go around it, not wanting to have to fend off kids from petting my dogs even though they don’t have problems with kids. It’s just kids these days rarely know how to behave around dogs and I don’t have another pair of hands to control everything around me. As we walked by the school bus kids screamed out the windows, "I LOVE YOUR DOGS!!!" and I waved at them.
Less than twenty seconds later and I hear this annoying little bark, see a little black streak that is all too familiar, and hear kids screaming "SHELBY!!!!"
Cue a 10 pound pug mix with a lame leg (this is on a main street that has a lot of traffic, I wonder how that dog got a bum leg??? hmmm….) that has gone after Israel before when we were on a bike ride.
There wasn’t an adult, a leash, or any control in sight of the little fucker trying to attack my dogs. Judah was intrigued, Israel and Shifra were completely in attack mode. They were both snarling and screaming because I wouldn’t let them get at the little dog, though it would serve it right to get attacked or killed. Well, not the dog, but it would serve the negligent owners right.
So here I am controlling over 100 pounds of dog with my one hand, keeping them right up against my legs, plus another 35 pounds in my other hand who is just going nuts wanting to get the little dog. And also note that this frustration often makes Israel turn on Judah or Shifra so I have to deal with not only the little shitty dog trying to attack my pack (she was even circling, trying to get at them!) while the kids screamed and chased after her to no avail, but also keeping Israel and Shifra from killing each other.
Oh, and I’m also practically IN the street.
An adult FINALLY comes outside but can’t get the dog either. They’re freaking out, I’m keeping as calm as I possibly can, and finally grabbed Israel by the loose skin around his throat near his jaw. That calmed him down and stopped him from lunging and screaming, but he was still poised to attack if he had to the chance.
The kids meanwhile are standing there, I’m trying not to lose a flip flop, and no one has a leash for the little dog yet. Oh, and one of the little kids (they were all ten and under, at the most) was holding a little puppy. And she goes, "Your dogs are very pretty!" despite the chaos. I had to laugh and say, "Uh, thanks."
They finally grabbed the dog–or so I thought–and I never walk off because the dog always follows, I don’t want it to get hit by a car, nor do I need it trailing me and the dogs. Except they didn’t really have the dog and when I finally moved on, it came at us again! I was on the opposite side of the street AND about twenty feet away when it came flying at us again. Oh my GOD people. Put your fucking dog in the house if you can’t be bothered to control it! They are SO lucky my dogs didn’t get near it.
So anyway. I was not screaming, yelling, or doing anything but restraining my dogs and attempting to stay calm. I would say, "Hey!" a few times in a very stern voice, but that was it. No names, since Israel is being an animal then, not Israel.
I take a street that is much quieter and doesn’t have any dogs that I know of to get home. Except by the second house, I noticed a woman and a young boy were outside with their American Eskimo-like dog, probably twenty pounds max, and all white fluffy fur. I swear it was on a leash and they saw me walking my dogs. As we came parallel to the house, guess what happened?
Little "Wizard", full of braggadacio and out for blood, comes flying at my dogs. And there’s the woman chasing after it screaming shrilly "WIZARD!!! NO!!!! WIZARD, COME HERE! WIZARD! WIZARD! WIZARD!" and I’m once again restraining my pack as the dog dances around trying to attack.
Their dog doesn’t listen and takes off down the street with the woman going after it.
Holy fuck. That was less than five minutes after the last attack. I say to you again: BUY A FUCKING LEASH OR KEEP THE DOG INSIDE.
I turned and went back in the other direction while the woman said to her son, "Get off of that and let’s get in the car to get the stupid dog." They had to go get the dog with the car. And I’m sorry, your dog isn’t the stupid one, bitch, YOU ARE.
There was an old woman on the corner of that street with her Dachshund in the backyard that isn’t fenced. But shock!!! The dog was on a leash. It barked at us, but she told it to shut up and calmly shuffled back into the house.
On top of that, I was on the phone with my dad when the white shitface attacked us, so I was holding onto the dogs with ONE HAND. How is it that I can control 167 pounds of dog with ONE HAND and people can’t control their 10 pound dog AT ALL!?!?
I am just beyond frustrated and pissed off now. I’m walking my dogs, I’m being responsible, and yet guess who would be sued and have their dog destroyed?? Me. Yeah. If I was like "fuck it" and let Israel get the dog, I would be in so much trouble, PLUS Israel would probably be put down.
I wish all of the people who can’t raise their dogs properly or even be bothered to not let it run around, attack other dogs that ARE leashed, and let their kids be responsible for the dog would NOT HAVE DOGS.
Dixie’s gone to the dogs
Image by dixie_law
This is a picture my sister took of me and my 3 border collies – from left to right – Brisco, Chester, Dixie 
, Miss Kitty (in case you’re wondering their names are related to TV westerns). We were testing out her lights and new roll of white background paper. Way to go Marcia Jean!!!!
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the dog’s name is zoey
Image by jberzowska
we got a dog from the cambridge spca today!
