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Not life altering like, lost half my face of a few fingers but still changed my outlook.
Doing a pest control application yesterday and there was a monster Husky in the back yard. He went nuts when I opened the gate and tried to go in so I closed it up, did everything I could around the front of the house and was going to knock and ask the homeowner to bring the dog in.
By the time I was done the dog had stopped barking so I made another attempt at the gate. I whistled and clapped before going back like I always do and nothing so I assumed (big mistake) that the lady had let the dog in.
Went in, closed the gate and started into the yard. As soon as I cleared the corner of the house I made eye contact with the dog and knew I was screwed.
Before I could even react he hit me like a ton of bricks and had me down on the ground. He bit my arm but just grazed it and ended up with a mouthful of shirt, ripping the sleve all but off. I punched him a few times in an attempt to get him off but it was useless.
Then he decided to go after my face and neck. I luckly got my fingers into his collar and kept him off for the most part but he damned near overpowered me.
I managed to get my leg up under him and flip him over me and into the fence as hard as I could. That ninja move gave me time to get to my feet and my back to the fence where i could kick like a nut and keep him off of me.
I finally got a good shot in and he backed off whimpering long enough for me to get to the gate. I made it half way through and he bit at my back and got a mouthful of my backpack sprayer and damn near pulled me back down.
I got a few more good kicks in and got the gate closed and I really thought he was going to bust through but it held.
My heart was really going and I thought I might pass out for a minute or to but I regained my composure, left a note for the homeowner (turned out she wasn't home) and high tailed.
Called my brother and he said he's never had a problem with the dog before, always just sniffed him and let him be, thus the property not being marked for having a problem animal.
Well, I went on with my day with little ill effect until that afternoon when I went into a back yard and encountered a Lab that also didn't respond to my whistling.
I've never had any fear of dogs before but when I saw that Lab come around the corner, my heart dropped and I was noticably shaking. Dog was friendly as can be, sniffing me and wanting to play, but that inital reaction was weird for me and I hope it goes away over time.
Oh well, that was my friday.
Doing a pest control application yesterday and there was a monster Husky in the back yard. He went nuts when I opened the gate and tried to go in so I closed it up, did everything I could around the front of the house and was going to knock and ask the homeowner to bring the dog in.
By the time I was done the dog had stopped barking so I made another attempt at the gate. I whistled and clapped before going back like I always do and nothing so I assumed (big mistake) that the lady had let the dog in.
Went in, closed the gate and started into the yard. As soon as I cleared the corner of the house I made eye contact with the dog and knew I was screwed.
Before I could even react he hit me like a ton of bricks and had me down on the ground. He bit my arm but just grazed it and ended up with a mouthful of shirt, ripping the sleve all but off. I punched him a few times in an attempt to get him off but it was useless.
Then he decided to go after my face and neck. I luckly got my fingers into his collar and kept him off for the most part but he damned near overpowered me.
I managed to get my leg up under him and flip him over me and into the fence as hard as I could. That ninja move gave me time to get to my feet and my back to the fence where i could kick like a nut and keep him off of me.
I finally got a good shot in and he backed off whimpering long enough for me to get to the gate. I made it half way through and he bit at my back and got a mouthful of my backpack sprayer and damn near pulled me back down.
I got a few more good kicks in and got the gate closed and I really thought he was going to bust through but it held.
My heart was really going and I thought I might pass out for a minute or to but I regained my composure, left a note for the homeowner (turned out she wasn't home) and high tailed.
Called my brother and he said he's never had a problem with the dog before, always just sniffed him and let him be, thus the property not being marked for having a problem animal.
Well, I went on with my day with little ill effect until that afternoon when I went into a back yard and encountered a Lab that also didn't respond to my whistling.
I've never had any fear of dogs before but when I saw that Lab come around the corner, my heart dropped and I was noticably shaking. Dog was friendly as can be, sniffing me and wanting to play, but that inital reaction was weird for me and I hope it goes away over time.
Oh well, that was my friday.
