Dog Pack Charges Me
I never remember being so afraid that I felt prickles on the top of my head.
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The dog populalation immediately surrounding the house has jumped from two to eight dogs! On the left, a mess of four little yappy ones. I'm training them not to bark at me, unsuccessfully, for the puppies.
On the other side is a nice Mexican guy with 2 aggressive dogs. If I come up to their fence they bark and growl and shout obscenities at me. If they are running loose, the owner warned me that one is pretty mean. Oddly enough, when those dogs saw me while they were off the chain, they were like: "How do you do? Top of the morning to you!" This didn't apply if you were a stranger, and especially if you were on a skateboard.
That household attracted a couple of strays. One was ugly and mean. It's a female. It took up residence in my yard, and then barked and growled whenever I approached "her" property. I showed her my title deed to the place, but it didn't do any good. She drags trash and dirty things like diapers into the yard. The other stray is shy, big and listless. I think it's hungry.
I don't think that the owner was a bad guy, he just indulged his dogs too much. Then he started feeding the mean stray, making her legally his.
I called Kansas City Animal Control, and they came out multiple times, but were unable to capture her. She just ran away.
I got a big scare one day when the neighbor's dogs were out of the fence. I startled the mean stray and the neighbor's dog when I ran out the house in a big hurry. They were snarling and bared their teeth and charged me! They made a racket that would have scared me even if they were in a fence. I shouted "NO!" at them and ran away. Running just made them chase me more. I was so scared and so mad. Until that day, I never remember being so afraid that I felt prickles on the top of my head.
The next day I went to the Animal Control. It does a lot more good to show up in person than just to call. They told me I can start the process to go to court. I decided to give diplomacy one last try. They gave me a flyer in Spanish that explained Kansas City's laws for pets. Another piece of ammunition they gave me was telling me who else had complained about the dogs in recent months. I was the fourth person.
My neighbors found a translator, and we talked for about half an hour. They were very nice about it all. Their dogs stay inside the yard, now.
I called Animal Control again about the strays. I said, "You can't catch them. They just run away. Don't you have some hamburger with something in it or a trap?" So they sent out a guy with a tranquilizer gun! He hunted down that mean girl and shot her! He chased her and found where she had passed out. All I saw after that was the dog paddy wagon racing down the street. They got her.
He set a big trap for the shy stray. It doesn't hurt the dogs. We caught it within a couple of hours, but they accidentally let it go when they tried to get it out! So, we set the trap once more, but I thought it would know better by then. It was caught again by the next morning. The poor thing was shaking with terror both times.
That dog has a beautiful, sweet face. It is probably adoptable, once the owners overcome it's shyness. The other one is so unsociable, I imagine that no one took her. I hate to think what her life had been like. At least her final days she was fed properly.
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The dog populalation immediately surrounding the house has jumped from two to eight dogs! On the left, a mess of four little yappy ones. I'm training them not to bark at me, unsuccessfully, for the puppies.
On the other side is a nice Mexican guy with 2 aggressive dogs. If I come up to their fence they bark and growl and shout obscenities at me. If they are running loose, the owner warned me that one is pretty mean. Oddly enough, when those dogs saw me while they were off the chain, they were like: "How do you do? Top of the morning to you!" This didn't apply if you were a stranger, and especially if you were on a skateboard.
That household attracted a couple of strays. One was ugly and mean. It's a female. It took up residence in my yard, and then barked and growled whenever I approached "her" property. I showed her my title deed to the place, but it didn't do any good. She drags trash and dirty things like diapers into the yard. The other stray is shy, big and listless. I think it's hungry.
I don't think that the owner was a bad guy, he just indulged his dogs too much. Then he started feeding the mean stray, making her legally his.
I called Kansas City Animal Control, and they came out multiple times, but were unable to capture her. She just ran away.
I got a big scare one day when the neighbor's dogs were out of the fence. I startled the mean stray and the neighbor's dog when I ran out the house in a big hurry. They were snarling and bared their teeth and charged me! They made a racket that would have scared me even if they were in a fence. I shouted "NO!" at them and ran away. Running just made them chase me more. I was so scared and so mad. Until that day, I never remember being so afraid that I felt prickles on the top of my head.
The next day I went to the Animal Control. It does a lot more good to show up in person than just to call. They told me I can start the process to go to court. I decided to give diplomacy one last try. They gave me a flyer in Spanish that explained Kansas City's laws for pets. Another piece of ammunition they gave me was telling me who else had complained about the dogs in recent months. I was the fourth person.
My neighbors found a translator, and we talked for about half an hour. They were very nice about it all. Their dogs stay inside the yard, now.
I called Animal Control again about the strays. I said, "You can't catch them. They just run away. Don't you have some hamburger with something in it or a trap?" So they sent out a guy with a tranquilizer gun! He hunted down that mean girl and shot her! He chased her and found where she had passed out. All I saw after that was the dog paddy wagon racing down the street. They got her.
He set a big trap for the shy stray. It doesn't hurt the dogs. We caught it within a couple of hours, but they accidentally let it go when they tried to get it out! So, we set the trap once more, but I thought it would know better by then. It was caught again by the next morning. The poor thing was shaking with terror both times.
That dog has a beautiful, sweet face. It is probably adoptable, once the owners overcome it's shyness. The other one is so unsociable, I imagine that no one took her. I hate to think what her life had been like. At least her final days she was fed properly.
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