I have a 9 month old Rottweiler, Biggie. He is my pride and joy! He is a full pedigree and i take owning him very seriously. He attends Kennel club with me and we train daily, with a trainer weekly. he is a super puppy with a great personality-he will have a bark at the fence is anyone comes close or knocks on the door, but one word 'enough' from me and he sits and waits. I give him a bone, tell him 'its mine, leave it!' and he does, albeit grudgingly, but he surrenders it!
So imagine my despair and annoyance when Biggie is in the yard between our garage and kitchen (someone was mowing the lawn so he was in puppy prison! and the local neighbourhood (we live in a gated community) pain in the ass jack russell/terrier type dog comes running around, makes a beeline for Big and starts growling, scrappy and literally throwing itself against the bars of the gate. He got a hold of Biggies nose and wouldn't let go! Big was jumping up and down, nose between the bars and this little rat of a dog was holding in! I was screaming at it to 'shoo' and it only left when a bucket of water was thrown over it. I couldn't believe me eyes, i have never seen so much blood, it was pouring out of Biggie, his nose, his face and his tongue. I could hear the owner of the little beast shouting 'whats happened? was he (her rabid little rat) attacked?!' I could hear one of the workers say no, he was biting the Rott! It took ages to stop his bleeding, so much so that Iwas about to put him in the car and drive to the vet. No to mention the fear that if you let your dog, who you know growls at adults, kids and other dogs, out to roam the streets, can you be sure its fully vaccinated and clean?
That woman is so irresponsible, she opens her gate in the morning, the brat comes out, heads straight for my plot and barks, tries to dig under the garden fence, and is generally a viscous pain near my house and my dog all day. And I mean ALL DAY. The number of times I have tried to shoo it away and it turns at growls at me! Well beaware little dog, if there is a next time I wont be throwing water on you, it will be my size 5 up your bum!
There was so much commotion and I think she heard me loudly remonstrate that no other dogs in the neighbour hood roam the streets causing trouble so why should that one, that I think, judging by the sounds of hammers and nails, that she has secured her garden. About time too.
So I say, don't stereotype the dog, judge the owner. A little dog doesn't necessarily = a friendly little thing and a heavy, clumsy rottie doesn't always = a beast that will tear through your flesh.
Here is a photo of my baby, you see; he's a softie and I love him! My Biggie Boy! :oP
