Charging momma pitbull gives me a big scare
Not long after I set out on my walk, I saw three dogs in the distance, advancing towards me, side by side, a white pitbull in the middle, a beagle to its right and a smaller black dog whose breed I could not determine from that distance to its left. They looked tough, like a gang - a gang coming towards me.
I was only sorry that my little pocket camera does not have better telephoto capabilities, for I figured that if I could zoom in close on them coming like that, it would be a neat picture. "Three toughs," I imagined the title.
The beagle soon chickened out, but the white pit kept coming as the black dog fell in behind it. It quickly drew closer and began to bark and growl ferociously. Even as it advanced, it made little spring-board hops up into the air that made it seem all the more vicious. I have had a couple of bad run ins with pitbulls, including a white one that used to live in a house in the direction from whence this one came.
That house had been sold, but now I wondered if the dog came along with it. I took a couple of worthless pictures, but the pit just kept coming, growling, barking, snarling, the black dog on its heels. I figured it was time to prepare my defense, so I let the camera dangle and I picked up a BIG rock, big enough to crush a skull with, and then a second, just in case the first didn't do the job.
Usually, if a dog is bluffing at all and you pick up a rock, it will back away.
The pit kept coming, undeterred. I took that to be a bad sign that this was one of those pits that will attack through any pummeling or pain and go straight for the throat. I saw that it had lactating nipples. The black dog was its pup.
Geeze! How could the situation get any worse?
And then, as the pit drew nearer, I caught a certain glimpse of longing in its eye, a certain tremble shook through its body that belied the viciousness in its bark and growl. This pitbull only wanted love. It was raising a fuss just because it was afraid it might not get love - but love was what it wanted.
I cast my rocks aside. "Hey, silly puppy!" I spoke soothingly. "Come on over here! Let's be friends."
She stopped her bark and growl. Tail wagging lowly, she came running to me. I patted her on her head. We were now friends.
She and her pup followed me for awhile, romping and playing all the way.
It doesn't always work this way with pitbulls, but this time it did and I was glad.
Reader Comments (5)
I use to have a very large pit bull. He was the sweetest thing, but he looked scarey to people. They would go across the street from us when I took him for a walk. When they did he would throw himself to the ground and start to cry, his whole body would shake. He was also very funny. He loved cats, but mine hated him. He tried to make friends with a cat one day and it scratched his eye. He had to go to the vet. It is all about how they are treated.
Dad~
Muzz & I have meet this pit bull on a couple of occassions, she is quite submissive. I had to DRAG Muzz away, I think she spied Muzz as a potential suitor.
~J
This pit bull seems to be very different from the usual mommies... I sat straight, curious to know what happened after you picked the rocks.
Glad it was a happy ending!
Her name is Tequilla and the pup is Rocky. Both are American bulldogs. Their temperment is very different from pitbulls. They are family/farm dogs bred for chasing cyotes and wolves from cattle and sheep. She is very sweet but protective and will quiet quickly when talked to. I am sorry she scared you but glad you gave her a chance. The beagle isn't mine but he visits several times a day. even following her into our house. She is fond of him and jumps the gate when we aren't paying attention. Sorry she was running around. She likes people and loves to run. If you see her wandering about again please call. Time isn't important. 907-209-7508. Thank you!- Malia, Tequilla and Rocky. By the way if you see a pug with her that one is mine too. Her name is Lolita. You are a good dog lover!
This is just the sweetest thing. As a pitbull lover.... I am glad to have come by a story with a happy ending: )