It's open season on dogs in my neighborhood. I posted last week about the noise from them, which has greatly subsided since I first complained, but today I had a German shepherd take a bite into my calf while I was running. It briefly retreated, then came back for more. If not for a jab to the side of its jaw, I am sure it would have taken another chomp of me. It broke skin and left a nice bruise of the outline of its teeth.
Months ago, I posted how I get annoyed that some dogs in the neighborhood have chased after me. When I see them coming, I usually stop running and prepare to treat their head like a soccer ball. Usually, at the last second, I start feeling bad for the dog and don't kick it in case it just is running at me to play. After today, no more. My leg is more important than its head.
Soccer season is a-coming!
Months ago, I posted how I get annoyed that some dogs in the neighborhood have chased after me. When I see them coming, I usually stop running and prepare to treat their head like a soccer ball. Usually, at the last second, I start feeling bad for the dog and don't kick it in case it just is running at me to play. After today, no more. My leg is more important than its head.
Soccer season is a-coming!
