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Ever Bitten by a dog?

  • Yes, I've been bitten and the skin was broken

    Votes: 42 60.9%
  • No, never

    Votes: 11 15.9%
  • Yes, I've been bitten but the skin was not broken

    Votes: 14 20.3%
  • Yes, but it was a police dog...

    Votes: 2 2.9%

  • Total voters
    69

Airlines

I was bit in the forearm by a Corgi this past April. You know, those dogs that look like Lassie but shorthaired and their legs are cut off. :D

My neighbor had the dog 3 days and it bit 3 people including his son. The dog has since then passed on by humane means (Good Riddens!!!)
 
Bitten by my own dog - we had 2 males fighting each other when the wife's female Sheltie went into heat. I decided to be the hero and break them up - bad move! :( Winston, a 40 lb. mutt, latched onto my right hand and bit through the back of the hand to the bone. Thought I was gonna pass out standing there!! :eek:



That old dog has since gone to greener pastures; his disposition was normally as gentle as you could ever want, but he would fight a circle saw if he got riled up - and probably win!



Rusty
 
Doc, how could anyone be mad that you were leaving?:confused: :confused:

Ive been bittewn by my dogs. A full blood belgum malinos (sp???) She loved to play. too bad for her playing was attacking. She loved to run up behind me and give me a nibble on my neck while I was geting knocked to the ground.
 
Remember those clowns that you punch to the ground and they bounce back up? That's what Wayne reminds me of, in his description of his dog play. :D



Doc
 
Yeap.

Two times,once a big ole lovable looking St Bernard. He was in the back of a pickup to long and his master was a dumb I TRIED TO BY-PASS THE CUSSING FILTER.



The other I was trying to pull my buddys dog out of the river. It was a old dog and had arthritis pretty bad. I reached down and pulled him out of the river dangeling by one arm from a bridge,pulled it out by the collar and he bite me when I handed him to my buddy. It was just instinct,if something hurts bite it. :(
 
I was bit while running by a neighbors German Shepard. I was lucky it didn't break the skin. My neighbor wasn't and ended up in the hospital with a chunk of his side missing. Never liked that breed since.
 
Nope but have been getting close, one of my customers has a dog that goes straight for me as soon as his owner leaves the room. I am not normaly afraid of dogs but this one I am. I deliver Batteries, so if he gets a hold of me he is gonna hurt more than me. One of my coworkers did that a few years ago. Dog got his leg and Was beaten to death with a group 75 Battery. I can't figure out for the life of me what is up with this dog lol. I can pet it and all is good while the owner is around. If he leaves the dog goes evil! Its a Rot that looks like a 55 gallon drum with legs! And I gotta go there tommorow... . nice doggy ;)

Clark
 
This is an ancient thread, thought I would resurrect it to moan a little bit about my dog attack this summer.

At the end of July I was riding my bike and got attacked by 2 big collie-type mutts, they zoomed out along a briar covered fence and hit my bike before I even knew they were there.

One of them went right in front of me, I hit him with my front wheel and between the sudden braking from the dog and my own dancer-like agility, in about 50 milliseconds I went face-first over the handlebars and dog into the hot asphalt. I ended up shattering my left wrist, ripping my left eyebrow off and gouging down to the skull, and gathering a nice collection of roadrash. To add insult to injury, the bike handlebars and front wheel gave my groin a vicious pounding as I skidded along on my face. :{

Here it is months later, and my left hand and wrist are still not fully functional. Hurts like the devil when the weather is changing too, possibly because of my fancy titanium plate and screws installed in the left arm. :mad:

Stupid dogs! :-laf :-laf :-laf

Could have been worse, at least the dogs didn't stick around to chew on me. The thunderous splat of all my beef hitting the pavement and my little-girl-like shriek of alarm must have scared them off. I do have a dim memory of them sitting on the pavement like that dog in the RCA advert, looking at the beautiful pothole my face left in that hot Texas asphalt :-laf :-laf

PS - I can now sympathize with the poster above who wrote about being bitten by a Welsh Corgi. In the years since this thread was posted, we have gotten two Corgis and one of them (2 year old female) absolutely loves to wrestle and play. These little dogs are a ball of fun, and incredibly strong for their size. When they get excited, they can really get ahold of you. Best dogs we have ever had, but I am now convinced that if Corgis were as big as German Shepherds, there would be no humans left alive in Wales :eek: :-laf
 
Just by my own dog. Was taking him for a walk and the stupid neighbor wasn't watching his dog. It attacked mine and when I got between em I got bit. Funny how when that happens they seem to know something bad happened. The fight stopped and my dog gave me that "I did something really bad didn't I " look.



He's still here though, couple feet away sleeping his life away.
 
Growing up I had a 50/50 Border Collie, Cocker Spaniel. He was way to smart to be a dog. When we would play he would bite my hand leaving marks but never broke the skin.



But when I was about 5. My dad and I were walking into Bleyels farm store and a female Pincher bit my butt, she didn't break the skin but I did get a couple of shots to make sure.

She bit me because she had just had a litter of puppies and some kids my size had been throwing rocks at her and her offspring.
 
the other side of the coin

My wife is a sucker for stray mutt puppies that wander into the yard. We had five of these yard dogs at one point. The second to last that wandered in and took up residence was a pit bull/setter cross. Nice guy when things were calm but far to aggressive. A sister to three of the mutts that ended up in my yard ended up with a family up the street. They thought it would be cute to bring her down for a reunion when they were about 4 years old. Needless to say, it was a six on one holocaust (5 yard dogs and my Australian Sheppard). Got the crap bit out of me the pit bull bull/setter and ended up breaking the whole thing up with a cattle prod. Cost me a couple hundred to get the other dog sewed up and I butterflyed my own self. Fast forward a few weeks, he had the UPS guy cornered. Fast forward a few more weeks, he went for a friend that came to help me pull a calf. Bear in mind that during this time I had worked with him to try to correct the behavior but I'm not here 24/7. He dropped it as fast as he learned it. Collar on, me in sight, he was an angel. Me not here, an absolute terror for the regular 'strangers', UPS, mailman, meter reader, house keeper. The last aggressive move on my Buddy was the last straw. End of story, doggie heaven. I know I'll get flamed but I don't care. He had a good life, albeit abreviated. Square meals, squirrels to tree, 2 acres to crap on and a warm place to sleep. Just way too agressive.



For the potential flamers, we always try to place these strays. We've had about 10 or 11 in the last several years but no one wants them. Some have gone down to Parvo before we could get them innoculated, some were just sickly inbreeds. All the rest are neutered, current on meds and GD county tax.



Flame away, I'll likely ignore you.
 
About 4 years ago my shepherd and I were attacked by a pitbull.

Well it's a new improved version, a dogo filaero or something like that.

I was on an electric scooter and my dog was on a leash. This dog bolted from his property and bowled over both me and my dog before we knew what was going on.

It had my dog on the ground by the neck (she was still a puppy)

I started to kick it in the ***, while it's owner moseyed (I use that term because there was NO scence of urgency in his movement or demenior)

He said "stop kicking my dog. " I told him once his dog is off mine I will stop.

This didnt change his pace.

I told him to "get the F over here and control your dog or your next".

I was a little occupied, but I think he picked up the pace. I was glad, because this kicking was getting tiring.

I called the cops. They said the dog catcher was off on weekends. I insisted they send someone. Nobody came because nobody was "hurt".

Every neighbor witnessed it, but nobody would speak.

My dog was OK.

This dog had a bit of a history. The dog catcher went there and was "attacked 2X's" (Her own words) but still nothing happened. The owner didnt even try to control the dog.

I asked several people in town hall "what if it was a young child on a bicycle?"

Nobody really gave a sh**.

Guess I should be happy I wasnt hurt.
 
Agessive dogs

My wife is a sucker for stray mutt puppies that wander into the yard. We had five of these yard dogs at one point. The second to last that wandered in and took up residence was a pit bull/setter cross. Nice guy when things were calm but far to aggressive. A sister to three of the mutts that ended up in my yard ended up with a family up the street. They thought it would be cute to bring her down for a reunion when they were about 4 years old. Needless to say, it was a six on one holocaust (5 yard dogs and my Australian Sheppard). Got the crap bit out of me the pit bull bull/setter and ended up breaking the whole thing up with a cattle prod. Cost me a couple hundred to get the other dog sewed up and I butterflyed my own self. Fast forward a few weeks, he had the UPS guy cornered. Fast forward a few more weeks, he went for a friend that came to help me pull a calf. Bear in mind that during this time I had worked with him to try to correct the behavior but I'm not here 24/7. He dropped it as fast as he learned it. Collar on, me in sight, he was an angel. Me not here, an absolute terror for the regular 'strangers', UPS, mailman, meter reader, house keeper. The last aggressive move on my Buddy was the last straw. End of story, doggie heaven. I know I'll get flamed but I don't care. He had a good life, albeit abreviated. Square meals, squirrels to tree, 2 acres to crap on and a warm place to sleep. Just way too agressive.



For the potential flamers, we always try to place these strays. We've had about 10 or 11 in the last several years but no one wants them. Some have gone down to Parvo before we could get them innoculated, some were just sickly inbreeds. All the rest are neutered, current on meds and GD county tax.



Flame away, I'll likely ignore you.



Sometimes you just don't have the time to get the agressive tendencys out of em. A good show to watch is "The dog whisperer", Ceaser has it down pat, he is also the first to tell you that sometimes it takes more than people have. . My Dozer, Pit mix, was not agressive towards anything but cats, but when teased he showed he could and would bite. I could not take the chance of some little kid sticking his/her hand through the fence, put him down after he bit a dumb teenager. You have to be with them in that training period, all the time. .
 
Just another Dog Story

:D:D

Came home one afternoon to find the neighbor that lived south of us, I'll call him Joe, with a Yappy, annoying poodle in his arms, (the dog was quiet for a change,) in our side yard with the neighbor who lived to the west (I'll call him Wes) both Wes and his son were avid bow hunters. Also there were two police officers there - - all involved in a shouting/finger pointing match. Being the nosey individual I am, I walked up to the group. That's when I saw Joe holding his Poodle with a hunting arrow half way through its neck. I took one look and suggested “Ah Poodle Kabob!” Both cops and Wes lost it, and Joe the dogs owner was really pi$$ed, suggesting the son shot the dog on purpose and I wasn't being a help because I didn't take it seriously enough, because his dog was hurt. Then the fun began, I grabbed my mobile phone and called the large animal vet in town that I used, and asked him if he could help out. He said bring the dog up and he would take care of the injured dog. Then I whispered to the vet over the phone, that it would be worth an extra hundred if the dog couldn't bark when he got done. There upon we loaded Joe and the dog with the arrow in my truck and went to town to the vets office.



Long story - - short version, Wes paid for the arrow removal, and we split the $100 and the dog didn't bark! And as they say "Now the rest of the story”. About three weeks later, the silent Poodle ran out the front door of Joe's house and got half way across the street and got run over by a trash truck. (Sniff- Sniff) No more Silent Poodle.



Denny:{:-{}Oo. Oo.
 
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When I was a kid, roughly 10, we had a beagle who sometimes would snap if he felt threatened or nervous. One day he was sitting on my dad's lap, when I leaned over to pet him and he lunged for my face. Luckily I turned my head just in time and he bit my left ear, drawing blood. I had to go to the hospital and get those strip's on the top of my ear. I still have a slight scar. My dad told me later that if he bit anyone again, the dog was gone. Well he did bite my arm, but I kept quiet, until I slipped 2 week's later. I had to beg to keep him... . and it worked. That dog was a little *******!



Funny one! I work for a municipality(water dept. ) Each month, someone has to go out and read water meter's. It was the new guy's turn, and he was in a fenced yard when suddenly he heard barking and could'nt find the gate to get out in time:eek:! He was taken down by the ankles and had to crawl to safety, unhurt. The dog's were two dachtsun's! I think I spelled it wrong, but we laughed about the killer dachtsun's for month's. :-laf
 
Not a Dog...But funny

My Dad told me a story from whenhe was a kid with the carnival. They were down south when they had a rash of booths getting robbed right after shutting down. They had a small collection of animals almost tame to a fault, they staked out the parking lot and sure enough right after closing this one carload of guys hung around. They got out and headed over to a booth up to no good. My Dad and the animal wrangler took their large Bobcat and put it in the back seat of the car, then waited to see what happened. These guys came running back to the car witha sack of cash, jumped in and went about twenty feet before they all bailed and ran!:-laf Dad said the Sheriff had no problem tracking these guys down, after all they left their car... .
 
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