My sister goes back to Prague this week so this weekend was my last cross New England drive to sit and watch reality tv and eat too much at the family homestead. There is a certain relief although I'll miss all the fun we have together doing nothing. This weekend was kind of not the best because I've had to pick up extra hours at work and I have some kind of terrible summer cold and my other sister's kids are on crack oh and also my baby got attacked by a pit bull.
I suppose technically if he was really attacked he'd be dead but I don't have a better adjective. And I don't want to be the person that says all the pit bulls in the world are evil because this one owner is a moron but holy shit it was scary. We always walk our dogs on leash away from home because I could not deal if something happened and my woofs got lost. Not at all. So we're very diligent about being on leash and screaming at the children to CLOSE THE DOOR, NOW! NO, NOW!
We were walking on leash behind my dads house where we always walk and we never see anyone, not even the very often off leash cocker spaniel who lives next door and frequents the same path. We turned up toward the college and we saw a guy walking one dog off leash...so we went the other way. Why ask for trouble? So we're on the path and begging the dogs to transact their business and all of a sudden thunder paws from down the dirt road and whooze and yelp and there is a very large pit bull with his very large mouth on Knox's neck. Knox's instinct must be to play dead because he threw himself to the ground in the face of this scary ass dog. Matt was able to grab that dog by it's collar and pull it off but then he had that dog and knox's leash all tied up, when the other two smaller pit bulls arrived. And they were fine, they didn't growl or bark or even get close to us before their owner arrived but we didn't know that situation would continue. The owner comes pounding after them and is obviously terrified that our dog is hurt and I don't know if that's because this has happened before or because it hasn't, but he did say that the big one is the only that's "like that" so it strikes me he knows there's a problem there and still had him off leash. I feel for the guy because those were strong dogs that need a good run in the woods and the smaller two were fine. He's clearly not an altogether bad owner but if my dad's wasp neighborhood ever hear there were three unleashed pits back there they will have a collective wasp style cow.
The two smaller pit bulls were fine and even Jolie said hello to them while he got them all on leash. And the big one submitted to the owner immediately but whoa, it was altogether unpleasant. I don't want to be one of those people who blames a breed because it could have been any kind of dog with (let's assume) a history of that behavior but the dude should have had that particular dog on a leash. I didn't tell my dad because damn, he hates pit bulls for no other reason than he heard he was supposed to on the news one time. My sister reacted similarly but she's only been bitten once and it was by a pomeranian (to no one's surprise).
It was something I knew could happen, either with an off leash dog or at a dog park but I was completely unprepared for actually happening. We've watched enough dog whisperer to not freak out and start screaming and escalate things and hopefully that helped. And hopefully we'll be more prepared for the unexpected next time.