Posted on December 1, 2009 in Dogs Encounters
I took Drake out for an off-day walk — one where we do not go a long distance but stay close to home. This one took us through the back condo complex where we live into the front one and back into the back through a patch of grass where we often stop so Drake can drop doggy bombs. Today a pair of owners with a [[bull terrier]] and a small [[German Shepherd]] were on the spot first. When they saw me coming, they shouted at their dogs, forcing the Shepherd into a submissive, prone position. The bull terrier — who was held by the woman — and Drake took offense to each other. Drake growled and the bull terrier charged to the limits of his short leash. My dog did the same.
“You don’t have to show him,” I said.”
“Oh yes I do!” Drake responded as he jumped to the end of his tether.
I pulled him away, speaking quietly, while the other owners yelled at their dogs.
As I drew away, I heard the woman saying “Did you hear that dog growling? That dog was growling.”
She had no clue of her part in the little drama — the yelling that excited all the dogs into a frenzy regardless of who started growling at who.