I pick midday, on a weekday to walk Buster today think... really. What are the odds od running into many dogs today... no one will be walking them atm surely?
So off we go, 2 houses down there is a chi without a gate on teh yard barking its head off. Buster is only improving with being near small dogs so I could get some basic obed out of him as well as a short "focus" :yikes:
about 20 metres later a person was walkingher dog behind us, he started acting up so I split of into the park next to me and played wiht him for a bit while the person passed. Then we continued.
About halfway through our walk I hear this deep growl, look around, BIG black lab mix coming across the road, no owner in site. I think great, little dogs I can kick away if they get too close, I don't want to deal with a big dog. I start looking for a yard I can run into if need be then think bugger it, I'm not running away again just because some idiot can't contain their dog, so I turn around, point at it and yell "no!"
it stops... waits then growls again from halfway across the road, this is when Buster finally spots it. It follows slowly at a distance then leaves us alone. No owner ever calls it and actually, no other person ever appears in the street.
Then we get to the house with the little dog in it that barked at Buster. I thought it was a fluke it was outside, the next day i went past, outside again. Today... I walked on the other side of the road, figured it would stop.
It comes out, starts barking, gets all to about 2 feet in front of him and stops and stares him down. I stamp, I yell, and the dog just ignores me.
Now I hear the woman... yeah, there is an owner out the front.
"bobo, come bobo" now bobo couldn't care less.
I say very clearly
"come and get your dog NOW, mine does not like other dogs"
Buster is rigid as hell, half his bristles up, all the warnings yet no lunging etc. I'm holding his harness now and holding his front end off the ground, not going to swing him around incase it sparks something, so just waiting as the woman strolls over to get her dog. One side of me is hoping the dog doesn't take another step forward because she'll be within Buster's range, another side of me is hoping she does so she's within range of my foot.
As soon as she gets there, Bobo jumps around behind Buster, he flips around and I follow him to grab him again, they're just about touching noses but still Buster isn't actually trying to kill her.
I pull him back while his owner is saying "your a good boy" to Buster, wtf. I don't want you to talk to my dog, I want you to move slightly fast and stop your dog from sniffing his backside because he's scared as hell because he can't move.
I think if I see her again I'm just going to tell her to lock her fcking dog up, I do the right thing and I still have deal with this crap. I was aboslutley fuming, I didn't say a word and just walked off.
I HATE when things like this happen, it buggers up our walk, Buster looses concentration, I get all shaky and we ended up cutting our walk in half because I was sick of dealing with other dogs (only saw 2 more loose on the way home)
I think this almost calls for the creation of a blog.
So off we go, 2 houses down there is a chi without a gate on teh yard barking its head off. Buster is only improving with being near small dogs so I could get some basic obed out of him as well as a short "focus" :yikes:
about 20 metres later a person was walkingher dog behind us, he started acting up so I split of into the park next to me and played wiht him for a bit while the person passed. Then we continued.
About halfway through our walk I hear this deep growl, look around, BIG black lab mix coming across the road, no owner in site. I think great, little dogs I can kick away if they get too close, I don't want to deal with a big dog. I start looking for a yard I can run into if need be then think bugger it, I'm not running away again just because some idiot can't contain their dog, so I turn around, point at it and yell "no!"
it stops... waits then growls again from halfway across the road, this is when Buster finally spots it. It follows slowly at a distance then leaves us alone. No owner ever calls it and actually, no other person ever appears in the street.
Then we get to the house with the little dog in it that barked at Buster. I thought it was a fluke it was outside, the next day i went past, outside again. Today... I walked on the other side of the road, figured it would stop.
It comes out, starts barking, gets all to about 2 feet in front of him and stops and stares him down. I stamp, I yell, and the dog just ignores me.
Now I hear the woman... yeah, there is an owner out the front.
"bobo, come bobo" now bobo couldn't care less.
I say very clearly
"come and get your dog NOW, mine does not like other dogs"
Buster is rigid as hell, half his bristles up, all the warnings yet no lunging etc. I'm holding his harness now and holding his front end off the ground, not going to swing him around incase it sparks something, so just waiting as the woman strolls over to get her dog. One side of me is hoping the dog doesn't take another step forward because she'll be within Buster's range, another side of me is hoping she does so she's within range of my foot.
As soon as she gets there, Bobo jumps around behind Buster, he flips around and I follow him to grab him again, they're just about touching noses but still Buster isn't actually trying to kill her.
I pull him back while his owner is saying "your a good boy" to Buster, wtf. I don't want you to talk to my dog, I want you to move slightly fast and stop your dog from sniffing his backside because he's scared as hell because he can't move.
I think if I see her again I'm just going to tell her to lock her fcking dog up, I do the right thing and I still have deal with this crap. I was aboslutley fuming, I didn't say a word and just walked off.
I HATE when things like this happen, it buggers up our walk, Buster looses concentration, I get all shaky and we ended up cutting our walk in half because I was sick of dealing with other dogs (only saw 2 more loose on the way home)
I think this almost calls for the creation of a blog.