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Well what do YOU do when a dog threatens you?

That was an interesting trip from Austin to Houston, with my friends Michael and Janice. It took 3 hours because of traffic at all those damned lights on 290, and a mile long line of cars. It was worth it though.
I stopped at a gas station in Giddings, that small town where everyone gets tickets (I had to pee). I went in the store and used the restroom, then bought some "cheddar and bacon flavored fries". I don't even know how they can call them fries but they taste good.

Anyway, I came out and was walking toward my car, my mouth watering with anticipation of the pleasure of the "fries", when I saw hrough my windows Janice and Michael waving and pointing. I look, and on the other side of my car is a shaggy, golden retriever type dog. He looked at me, and started barking. I was so scared. In a split second I decided that running would be impossible, because dogs are fast and I have bad knees. So I ran up to my car, jumped up, and climbed onto the roof, scattering fries everywhere, while Janice was laughing her ass off. They could see me through the sunroof 🙂.
Then I threw fries at the dog, hoping he would be distracted so I could go in the door. Eventually he ran away and Janice opened the door and I dropped down. Since I left my fries on the sunroof, I had to open it to get them.. but the damn bag was half empty thanks to the damn dog.

And I thought my roof may have been dented. I'm not sure why I didn't jump onto the trunk. I guess that was too close to the dog, and I instinctively avoided that location. If I did try to jump on the trunk, I would have been running straight toward the dog though, and he probably would have lurched at me, tearing my testicles off and devouring my manhood while I bled to death 70 miles from civilization (no offense to anyone who lives in Giddings).

Thank goodness I didn't dent my roof. I did bend the sheetmetal, but it popped back up.
 
Originally posted by: jacob0401
Umm...i tihnk you are just afraid of dogs and it was not really threatening you.

Agreed, if the dog had really wanted to kill you, jumping up on the roof of your car would simply have made you an easier target.
 
Originally posted by: WinkOsmosis
That was an interesting trip from Austin to Houston, with my friends Michael and Janice. It took 3 hours because of traffic at all those damned lights on 290, and a mile long line of cars. It was worth it though.
I stopped at a gas station in Giddings, that small town where everyone gets tickets (I had to pee). I went in the store and used the restroom, then bought some "cheddar and bacon flavored fries". I don't even know how they can call them fries but they taste good.

Anyway, I came out and was walking toward my car, my mouth watering with anticipation of the pleasure of the "fries", when I saw hrough my windows Janice and Michael waving and pointing. I look, and on the other side of my car is a shaggy, golden retriever type dog. He looked at me, and started barking. I was so scared. In a split second I decided that running would be impossible, because dogs are fast and I have bad knees. So I ran up to my car, jumped up, and climbed onto the roof, scattering fries everywhere, while Janice was laughing her ass off. They could see me through the sunroof 🙂.
Then I threw fries at the dog, hoping he would be distracted so I could go in the door. Eventually he ran away and Janice opened the door and I dropped down. Since I left my fries on the sunroof, I had to open it to get them.. but the damn bag was half empty thanks to the damn dog.

And I thought my roof may have been dented. I'm not sure why I didn't jump onto the trunk. I guess that was too close to the dog, and I instinctively avoided that location. If I did try to jump on the trunk, I would have been running straight toward the dog though, and he probably would have lurched at me, tearing my testicles off and devouring my manhood while I bled to death 70 miles from civilization (no offense to anyone who lives in Giddings).

Thank goodness I didn't dent my roof. I did bend the sheetmetal, but it popped back up.

I've never been threatened by a dog. You sure he didn't just want to say hello?

 
I've heard if a dog jumps at you and starts attacking you, your last resort should be pulling its two front legs apart which will puncture its heart. *Squirms* I love dogs so I wouldn't ever do that unless that was one sick dog.
 
I feign a choking event, hoping to be the recipient of the Heimlich maneuver. No wait, that's how I pick up women.. for dogs I just usually given them a bag of "cheddar and bacon flavored fries", though I'm not sure why they call them fries.
 
I got attacked by a pit bull rounding a corner last summer. Before I could react I already had two gaping leg wounds when I started to smash the dogs face in. He grabbed my hand while I tried to push the damn thing away. That wound was worse then the various leg wounds because it was a tear wound took forever to heal. I hate pitbulls!

You did the right thing get out of the way, get something between you. If you don't know the dog, dont assume it's friendly!
 
I don't know about the dog thing, but I definitely think you have a future as a creative writer. You did quite a job of writing that. As for the dog, I would have to say this: It is obvious he was after your fries. I mean come on, what dog doesn't enjoy bacon and chedder. Seriously though, I really gotta stop drinking before I post
 
pull the legs apart, smack the bitch up? Jeez you people are giving bad advice, the last thing you want to do is bend over and expose your damn neck to canine teeth.
 
Originally posted by: Nocturnal
Pepper spray.
Pepper Spray? Dude, why bother? I'd just rip the darned dog in half. And anyone who's ever seen me knows I can do it. 😀

I won't hurt an animal unless it threatens me with physical harm. Then all I gotta say is if it decides to attack me, it sure as heck better either win or be ready to die. 🙂
 
According to guy's profile, he's from Texas.

I thought all Texan's carried guns, why didn't you just shoot the dog?
 
I was snarled at by a bad natured chow once (ears flat, teeth bared). He was not happy in the least to see me. I wanted so badly to run, but instead I took a step forward. He backed down.
 
If you end up fighting a dog, forget the leg crap, just beat the fsck out of it. Punch it in the face over and over and over and over etc.
 
Originally posted by: WinkOsmosis
The dog wasn't saying hello. I can tell the difference between a "hello" and an "i want to eat your nuts".

Well, in that case I would immobilize it's head. If you can get an arm around a dog's neck and squeeze, they generally quit fighting. Otherwise, beating the crap out of it generally works, too.
 
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