The Air Raid Sirens Cut Through The Scaffold…

There is a field we take the dogs to so they can have a run about without the distraction of other dogs (usually), and Mazikeen can get all that pent up energy out by constantly running the whole time.  But the Hades had me in his sight.  We had done one circuit of the fields with several to go along with ball playing, but then the ambush!

A woman that goes there around lunchtime appeared through the bushes waving like we are long lost friends, and just to confirm, this was 9am.  Thankfully she was far enough away not to see my eyes rolling.  There was nowhere to run, and small talk joined this ever-increasing throng.

Her mutt was off his lead.  Mazikeen was off hers until I saw her, and being a responsible dog owner, put her on hers.  I hate when dogs come bounding over to my dogs with the immortal words from the inconsiderate owner “he only wants to play” or “it’s okay he is friendly”.  Quite frankly, I could not give a rats arse if he had a Nobel Peace Prize, keep your dogs away until I decide that I want my dogs to play with your rabid animal.  My dogs look to me for protection and that is what I will always do and stand between the oncoming hound and them.  Harper dropped her football and walked behind me as he bounded over.  He went to take her ball, to which my raised voice “No!” stopped him in his tracks.  He then decided to take a leap at Mazikeen, but she is super fast, and leapt backwards, again behind me and gave him a sharp bark, her version of “No!” My dogs know that safety is behind me, they have been trained well.  Unlike this woman’s dog, which she freely admits bites her to get his own way, and has bitten her husband many times too.  The dog is not bad, it just has little or no training and does not know what boundaries are.  She had asked my advice one time as my dogs sat next to me waiting for a release command.  I explained that she needs to be the Alpha in the pack reward training needs to be done, but she came out with an excuse of “but he won’t listen to me”.  At this point I gave up, why impart wisdom to the deaf?

Now, this bloody woman admitted that her dog does not get on with other dogs “when he is on his lead”, which means he does not like other dogs, full stop.  Last time her dog made a snarling face at Harper.  Now, Harper can hold her own, she is 22kg of solid muscle, but, with it, she is also a softy.  I moved her back away from him, as I could just imagine the problems if her dog did snap at one of mine due to its untrained temperament, my actions would be quick and harsh to it, nevermind Harper defending herself too.

I decided enough was enough, and after giving her my death stare started to move away with one eye on her teeth bearing dog.  Her parting words were, “I’ll let you go as you seem to have your hand full”.  I was close to saying, “yes, I have, keeping my dogs safe from your rabid mutt that should be on a lead and muzzled”, but decided to hold my tongue, knowing that this was her replacement for her son who had died about two years ago.  I can be cruel, heartless and downright callous, but I thought better of it, this time at least.

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