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I mean...kinda.
So yesterday afternoon my girlfriend and I go out on nice Sunday stroll with her little Chihuahua terrier. We get around the corner from her house and out of nowhere this huge pitbull comes running straight at us! It has no collar and there is no owner around.
The dog is making a b-line for my girlfriend's dog, but my girl scoops her up right at the last minute and the dog is running so fast that he actually runs into the wall of the building we are next to. He gets up and immediately jumps up on my girlfriend trying to bite her dog, who is yelping and pissing all over the place.
It was this moment that I knew I had to act. He was standing up-right on his hind legs with his back to me, so I yelled as loud as I could and slammed a roundhouse kick into his ribs! I used to do Shotokan Karate, and I got him pretty good.
The dog jumped away, seeming pretty startled and confused. He almost ran into the street, got more scared by a car, and ran away between some houses. We ran straight home at this point.
My girlfriend got a couple scratches from the dog and got peed on, but nobody got hurt otherwise. The whole thing was pretty surreal. If that dog actually tried to attack us, we'd both be in the hospital or worse. Plus I don't feel all that great about kicking a dog.
Sorry about tricking you all into reading this...
So yesterday afternoon my girlfriend and I go out on nice Sunday stroll with her little Chihuahua terrier. We get around the corner from her house and out of nowhere this huge pitbull comes running straight at us! It has no collar and there is no owner around.
The dog is making a b-line for my girlfriend's dog, but my girl scoops her up right at the last minute and the dog is running so fast that he actually runs into the wall of the building we are next to. He gets up and immediately jumps up on my girlfriend trying to bite her dog, who is yelping and pissing all over the place.
It was this moment that I knew I had to act. He was standing up-right on his hind legs with his back to me, so I yelled as loud as I could and slammed a roundhouse kick into his ribs! I used to do Shotokan Karate, and I got him pretty good.
The dog jumped away, seeming pretty startled and confused. He almost ran into the street, got more scared by a car, and ran away between some houses. We ran straight home at this point.
My girlfriend got a couple scratches from the dog and got peed on, but nobody got hurt otherwise. The whole thing was pretty surreal. If that dog actually tried to attack us, we'd both be in the hospital or worse. Plus I don't feel all that great about kicking a dog.
Sorry about tricking you all into reading this...