I use this term a lot at work. It's nice short graphic description of how a dog has reacted to you.
"He wanted to eat my face".
Seems like how my partner 460 and I can sum up this week.
Now let me start off with this little disclaimer:
I do not have an prejudice against Pit bulls, I have met and been around MANY great pit bulls and other bully breeds. It is unfortunately due to their HIGH population that in the Animal Control Field, we deal with many of the Not-So-Nice ones.
Now with that said, on with this week.
Sunday we get a call for a Police Assist. Three to Four aggressive Pit bulls in a grocery story parking lot.
I got there first. Cop 1 has his shotgun ready. The Cop 2 is on the other side of the Vacant store's back lot that is fenced in. There are indeed Three pit mixes in this enclosed area. No they didn't belong there. I actually knew where they did belong. We had dealt with them before, a few times. Cop 1 and 2 have not entered the fenced in area. So grabbing my catch pole I open up a panel in the rent-a-fence and enter with Cop 1 right behind me. My partner 460 is on her way to give me a hand, I can usually handle 2 aggressive dogs but three is very tricky if your on your own.
Not to mention the cops always seem ready to shoot pit bulls. So even if the dogs are knuckleheads, we are actually saving them from being shot on many occasions.
So Cop 1 tells me he is ready to shot if any of them charge. And he is ready. Shotgun is leveled and ready. I can tell by now that these three dogs are young. In the back of my mind I am wondering where the other two dogs that live with them are, the adult pits.
Growing tired of walking slowly behind Cop 1 and his shotgun with him repeatedly saying he is prepared to shot if we are charged, I finally started walking faster and passed him. Striding with purpose towards the closest dog.
I Said," Well, let's see if we get charged". Leaving Cop 1 standing back there with his shotgun.
Dog of coarse knew I called his bluff and went running to hid in the bushes with his buddies. 460 Showed up around that time and we have all 3 dogs impounded on our trucks within a few minutes. Cop 2 was cheering as we caught and pulled one by one snarling, rolling, pole chewing, gator rolling dogs out of the bushes. Actually it was only the first and second one that wanted to eat our faces. I caught the first one and took him to my truck, 460 caught the second one and took her to her truck and I caught the third. I actually was able to put a leash on him.
Cop 2 caught up with us at out trucks and offered praise and awe at our bravery to go into the bushes to "get so close" and catch the dogs. 460 and I just looked at each other and kind of laughed.
We are getting ready to leave the area, when we get a report of two more pit bulls running loose just a few blocks away from our location. Supposedly they caught and mauled a cat.
We knew it had to be the missing adult dogs.
We patrolled the area, but found nothing. I told 460 that we would get a call on these dogs. No doubt.
And several hours and three more aggressive dogs later. We did.
Red Dog and Daisy, as I later found out their names. Definitely wanted to eat our faces.
They were even working as a team to try to get 460 or myself into a spot where they could bully us down. But we were working the same game. Daisy nearly ripped 460's hand off when she was running passed 460 and 460 snagged her with her catch pole. Daisy ripped the pole out of her hand and ran for the fence. We had the hole blocked. Red Dog tried to go after 460 when she went for her catch pole still on Daisy's neck. I distracted him long enough for 460 to get her catch pole, and Daisy and haul her off to her truck.
Red Dog wasn't going without a fight. We did finally get him cornered and 460 got her loop over his head. He was a big strong dog. He started whipping around and fighting the pole until I got my loop over him. It took both of us to move him to the truck.
Wrestling dogs really does wipe you out.
The next day wasn't much better.
460 called me for assistance with 2 extremely aggressive pit bulls in a lady's backyard. When I got there These two, especially the female were over the top aggressive. They made Red Dog and Daisy seem like, well, puppy dogs. And the worst part was these two could scale 6 foot fences with ease. Like they had springs on their feet.
But they first wanted to eat our faces and I imagine gnaw on out skulls.
They did get tired of trying to eat our faces and *bo-ing* back into their yard. I peeked through the fence and saw teeth....But I was also able to see that there was another dog and a small puppy in the backyard. No shelter, no water. Just three and a half dogs.
We called in our Senior Officer and explained the situation. Our senior came to assess and assist with another officer.
It is a VERY rare thing for FOUR officers to be needed to impound dogs. But that was how bad these dogs were.
We got them though. Not without the Uber aggressive female going over 3 fences and attempting to go over a 4th that would have put her onto a public street. We got her before she was able to get all the way over the fence.
Whew. What a week.
But we still have our faces!
"He wanted to eat my face".
Seems like how my partner 460 and I can sum up this week.
Now let me start off with this little disclaimer:
I do not have an prejudice against Pit bulls, I have met and been around MANY great pit bulls and other bully breeds. It is unfortunately due to their HIGH population that in the Animal Control Field, we deal with many of the Not-So-Nice ones.
Now with that said, on with this week.
Sunday we get a call for a Police Assist. Three to Four aggressive Pit bulls in a grocery story parking lot.
I got there first. Cop 1 has his shotgun ready. The Cop 2 is on the other side of the Vacant store's back lot that is fenced in. There are indeed Three pit mixes in this enclosed area. No they didn't belong there. I actually knew where they did belong. We had dealt with them before, a few times. Cop 1 and 2 have not entered the fenced in area. So grabbing my catch pole I open up a panel in the rent-a-fence and enter with Cop 1 right behind me. My partner 460 is on her way to give me a hand, I can usually handle 2 aggressive dogs but three is very tricky if your on your own.
Not to mention the cops always seem ready to shoot pit bulls. So even if the dogs are knuckleheads, we are actually saving them from being shot on many occasions.
So Cop 1 tells me he is ready to shot if any of them charge. And he is ready. Shotgun is leveled and ready. I can tell by now that these three dogs are young. In the back of my mind I am wondering where the other two dogs that live with them are, the adult pits.
Growing tired of walking slowly behind Cop 1 and his shotgun with him repeatedly saying he is prepared to shot if we are charged, I finally started walking faster and passed him. Striding with purpose towards the closest dog.
I Said," Well, let's see if we get charged". Leaving Cop 1 standing back there with his shotgun.
Dog of coarse knew I called his bluff and went running to hid in the bushes with his buddies. 460 Showed up around that time and we have all 3 dogs impounded on our trucks within a few minutes. Cop 2 was cheering as we caught and pulled one by one snarling, rolling, pole chewing, gator rolling dogs out of the bushes. Actually it was only the first and second one that wanted to eat our faces. I caught the first one and took him to my truck, 460 caught the second one and took her to her truck and I caught the third. I actually was able to put a leash on him.
Cop 2 caught up with us at out trucks and offered praise and awe at our bravery to go into the bushes to "get so close" and catch the dogs. 460 and I just looked at each other and kind of laughed.
We are getting ready to leave the area, when we get a report of two more pit bulls running loose just a few blocks away from our location. Supposedly they caught and mauled a cat.
We knew it had to be the missing adult dogs.
We patrolled the area, but found nothing. I told 460 that we would get a call on these dogs. No doubt.
And several hours and three more aggressive dogs later. We did.
Red Dog and Daisy, as I later found out their names. Definitely wanted to eat our faces.
They were even working as a team to try to get 460 or myself into a spot where they could bully us down. But we were working the same game. Daisy nearly ripped 460's hand off when she was running passed 460 and 460 snagged her with her catch pole. Daisy ripped the pole out of her hand and ran for the fence. We had the hole blocked. Red Dog tried to go after 460 when she went for her catch pole still on Daisy's neck. I distracted him long enough for 460 to get her catch pole, and Daisy and haul her off to her truck.
Red Dog wasn't going without a fight. We did finally get him cornered and 460 got her loop over his head. He was a big strong dog. He started whipping around and fighting the pole until I got my loop over him. It took both of us to move him to the truck.
Wrestling dogs really does wipe you out.
The next day wasn't much better.
460 called me for assistance with 2 extremely aggressive pit bulls in a lady's backyard. When I got there These two, especially the female were over the top aggressive. They made Red Dog and Daisy seem like, well, puppy dogs. And the worst part was these two could scale 6 foot fences with ease. Like they had springs on their feet.
But they first wanted to eat our faces and I imagine gnaw on out skulls.
They did get tired of trying to eat our faces and *bo-ing* back into their yard. I peeked through the fence and saw teeth....But I was also able to see that there was another dog and a small puppy in the backyard. No shelter, no water. Just three and a half dogs.
We called in our Senior Officer and explained the situation. Our senior came to assess and assist with another officer.
It is a VERY rare thing for FOUR officers to be needed to impound dogs. But that was how bad these dogs were.
We got them though. Not without the Uber aggressive female going over 3 fences and attempting to go over a 4th that would have put her onto a public street. We got her before she was able to get all the way over the fence.
Whew. What a week.
But we still have our faces!
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