Reality Check?
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Just making sure I am not a f
king psycho.
I'm in the middle of doing a fair amount of training; running, loads of body weight stuff etc, all good. I'm running along a road, coming past the park and come to pass a bloke walking a dog. I shout 'Scuse me' when I'm a fair distance back, he turns round and waves and I go past.
His dog lollops after me (its between Terrier and Labrador size) and I glance back, he mooches along, then I hear him growling a bit and then sense something a bit off.
I shout back to the bloke 'Can you call your dog please' and receive a 'He won't hurt you, he's a softy' or something. I mutter to myself and carry on jogging. Then I start hearing a growl and feel a snapping at my ankles. Glance down and the wee thing is baring its teeth and snapping a bit. Try to ward him off by moving foot towards him to make a bit of space (probably not the best idea on reflection) and he keeps coming towards me, so I grab it with both hands and launch it over the fence and into the canal. Bloke then runs up flabbergasted and starts wailing about how I could do such a thing yadda yadda. Assume dog sorted itself out and swam to a bit that was easy to get out at.
I tell him to 'learn to control his f
king dog' and go home. Ruined my run because it was a bit weird
The way I see it,
A) it's a dog - I love animals too, but in the scheme of things, it is below my ankles. I have an Army assessment coming up soon, can't afford any injury. He posed a risk, needed to get shut of it.
B) they can swim
C) put the f
ker on a lead in parks when people are mooching about
D) why did it just go bonkers? Pheromones from sweat (running?)
E) have I committed any offence? Apart from the to the owner
. Any legislation to make owners not leg dogs run riot?
Both the missus and the landlady seem to consider me a child molester from the reaction I have received when I answered 'How was your run'.
Am I a f
king mental?
king psycho.I'm in the middle of doing a fair amount of training; running, loads of body weight stuff etc, all good. I'm running along a road, coming past the park and come to pass a bloke walking a dog. I shout 'Scuse me' when I'm a fair distance back, he turns round and waves and I go past.
His dog lollops after me (its between Terrier and Labrador size) and I glance back, he mooches along, then I hear him growling a bit and then sense something a bit off.
I shout back to the bloke 'Can you call your dog please' and receive a 'He won't hurt you, he's a softy' or something. I mutter to myself and carry on jogging. Then I start hearing a growl and feel a snapping at my ankles. Glance down and the wee thing is baring its teeth and snapping a bit. Try to ward him off by moving foot towards him to make a bit of space (probably not the best idea on reflection) and he keeps coming towards me, so I grab it with both hands and launch it over the fence and into the canal. Bloke then runs up flabbergasted and starts wailing about how I could do such a thing yadda yadda. Assume dog sorted itself out and swam to a bit that was easy to get out at.
I tell him to 'learn to control his f
king dog' and go home. Ruined my run because it was a bit weird The way I see it,
A) it's a dog - I love animals too, but in the scheme of things, it is below my ankles. I have an Army assessment coming up soon, can't afford any injury. He posed a risk, needed to get shut of it.
B) they can swim
C) put the f
ker on a lead in parks when people are mooching aboutD) why did it just go bonkers? Pheromones from sweat (running?)
E) have I committed any offence? Apart from the to the owner
. Any legislation to make owners not leg dogs run riot?Both the missus and the landlady seem to consider me a child molester from the reaction I have received when I answered 'How was your run'.
Am I a f
king mental?Spiritual_Beggar said:
"You destroyed the only thing I love. There, I said it. What do you love?" 
"I love poetry, and a glass of scotch, and, of course, my friend Baxter here."
"Well, now, guess what, this is happening."
Edited by Spiritual_Beggar on Monday 10th August 20:32
Spiritual_Beggar said:
"You destroyed the only thing I love. There, I said it. What do you love?" 
"I love poetry, and a glass of scotch, and, of course, my friend Baxter here."
"Well, now, guess what, this is happening."
Edited by Spiritual_Beggar on Monday 10th August 20:32

"That's how I roll!"
Superb little story. Prepare for the hippies to come along and moan that it wasn't the dogs fault and it didn't know what it was doing.
Edited by anonymous-user on Monday 10th August 20:40
I am so reminded of the Alan Partridge/Michael and the monkey exchange:
Alan: You must have got up to a few pranks in your time.
Michael: Wai-aye. Hey, I mind this one time, right. I was stationed out in Belize, right, and I had this little macaque monkey as a pet, right? And one day, I came back to my tent, right, and it’d eaten all my fags.
[Alan laughs.]
Michael: So I picked it up and I threw it into the sea.
[Alan’s face falls.]
Alan: You threw a monkey in the sea?
Michael: Well, it had eaten all my fags, man. It was a big packet of two-hundred duty-frees, like.
Alan: You threw a monkey in the sea? That’s awful. I mean, I was fishing for some sort of funny story. That’s just upsetting.
Michael: Well, you know, I wasn’t thinking straight. I just, kind of, got the red mist in front of my eyes and I just grabbed the monkey and hurled it in the sea.
Alan: Will you stop saying you threw your monkey in the sea? All I can see is a monkey spinning towards the water.
Michael: Well, it didn’t go straight in the water. It bounced off a rock.
Alan: You must have got up to a few pranks in your time.
Michael: Wai-aye. Hey, I mind this one time, right. I was stationed out in Belize, right, and I had this little macaque monkey as a pet, right? And one day, I came back to my tent, right, and it’d eaten all my fags.
[Alan laughs.]
Michael: So I picked it up and I threw it into the sea.
[Alan’s face falls.]
Alan: You threw a monkey in the sea?
Michael: Well, it had eaten all my fags, man. It was a big packet of two-hundred duty-frees, like.
Alan: You threw a monkey in the sea? That’s awful. I mean, I was fishing for some sort of funny story. That’s just upsetting.
Michael: Well, you know, I wasn’t thinking straight. I just, kind of, got the red mist in front of my eyes and I just grabbed the monkey and hurled it in the sea.
Alan: Will you stop saying you threw your monkey in the sea? All I can see is a monkey spinning towards the water.
Michael: Well, it didn’t go straight in the water. It bounced off a rock.
Dogs can be very weird when you're retreating - contrary to all behaviour that the owner has witnessed, or is used to.
I was out in a local park in Reading a few years ago with my camera and there was a staffy and a boxer with their owners. Both were sweet as lambs, playful and fun and so on, as I took photos of them, ruffled their ears, made a fuss etc.
As soon as I said goodbye to the couple and started walking off, the staffy (no this isn't a condemnation of the breed, just it was that particular dog), started growling and following me. Before doing the same as your encounter, trying to bite my heals.
Dogs can swim - you did what was necessary imo.
Having had a chunk torn out of my thigh by a Jack Russell 2 months ago, I am now under no illusions about what you can or cannot do when a dog fancies a meal :/
(and no, I do not blame the dogs concerned at all)
I was out in a local park in Reading a few years ago with my camera and there was a staffy and a boxer with their owners. Both were sweet as lambs, playful and fun and so on, as I took photos of them, ruffled their ears, made a fuss etc.
As soon as I said goodbye to the couple and started walking off, the staffy (no this isn't a condemnation of the breed, just it was that particular dog), started growling and following me. Before doing the same as your encounter, trying to bite my heals.
Dogs can swim - you did what was necessary imo.
Having had a chunk torn out of my thigh by a Jack Russell 2 months ago, I am now under no illusions about what you can or cannot do when a dog fancies a meal :/
(and no, I do not blame the dogs concerned at all)
Edited by Famous Graham on Monday 10th August 20:48
The owner has a duty not to have his dog "out of control" in a public place - if it's biting at you then it's out of control IMHO. At least you didn't (in theory) hurt it, save for it's pride.
A dog may well attack you as you run away because that's their instinct to chase, and attack from behind (same as a Lion/Tiger actually). If you are running and a dog starts to chase then you can stop, face it, and growl at it to show that you are not prey (but of course this f**ks up your run a touch)....
A dog may well attack you as you run away because that's their instinct to chase, and attack from behind (same as a Lion/Tiger actually). If you are running and a dog starts to chase then you can stop, face it, and growl at it to show that you are not prey (but of course this f**ks up your run a touch)....
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