[Ken H]

Couldn't agree more.

When I was 7 or 8, I got bit in the face by a farmers dog, which left a nice gash on my forehead. My folks washed and patched the wound, and never took me to the doctor...

...until about 3 days later to get a rabies shot. And another one a week later. These were the old-fashioned rabies shots that they gave in the lower abdomen.

The dog was fine after 2 weeks, so they stopped the series of shots.

Anyway, I was not traumatized, I did not get counseling, and I continued to be friends with this dog until he died a few years later.

[Kevin Curry]

Your post reminds me of the idiot liberal British newsman who got beat to a pulp in Afghanistan and hurried to assure everyone that his assailants weren't at fault, that he "deserved" his beating.

I'm not frightened of a pitbull or any other aggressive dog running loose that might menacingly approach me or a member of my family on a public street. If I don't have a gun with me, maybe I'll pick up a large rock or two and pop it on the old bean. But if I have my handgun, *bang.*

It's really pretty simple.

[dtel]

My granny's neighbor had a mean ass Dashound (weiner dog) that she let out every day when I came home for lunch as a second grader. Would chase me all the way to my door.
After a week of this foolishness I kicked old Fritz square in the head and we got along just fine after that.
Deadly force was not needed then or in this instance either. Period.

[mel]

I liked that story about you and the dog being friends