This morning I left Americus enroute to Richland to pick up my Dad to bring him back for church. Enroute I saw two friends in one of their parents driveway enjoying a girls weekend and both from out of state and looped back around to speak. I thought nothing of it. I got out and went to hung them when all of a sudden I hear her scream dog (don't remember its name just remember no) NO. Repeatedly she is screaming the dogs name and no. The dog is charging at me. I step back to my Jeep. Thinking it doesn't have a top. I didn't get in thinking that the last thing I want to be was pinned in a vehicle with an attacking dog. The dog began growling and snapping. I felt a bite on one leg and then it latched to my other leg. I knew then I had been bitten. The owner is apologizing and screaming at the dog. Eventually I sat in the Jeep while she contained it in the house. We doctored the wound and had a pleasant visit. I have a puncture wound and one wound that just barely didnt break skin. I came home and rinsed the wound and the bandage has soaked through. I am on antibiotics and advised to keep an eye on it.
The strange thing was I was carrying my Glock 26 as well as a can of Sabre red OC spray. I was also wearing Ga boots. I simply screamed at the dog but went no further. I didnt think that kicking the dog would have done any more than make the dog mad. Spraying the dog would have probably gotten the owner and myself as well. Having a gun didnt cross my mind until it would been a matter of I was mad rather than defense. I was suprised honestly. I let my guard down. I never go into condition white. I never even thought of danger. When the attack came it came fast and in a vengence. Just typing this to process it. I do not blame the dog I assume she felt I was a threat and was protecting her owner.
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Originally Posted by camsdaddy
