2 months ago Dave PageParticipant
I’ve watched many videos on-line of people flailing and running from dogs and can tell how it will go when the person first notices the dog charging.
This video here shows an Israeli dog trainer showing how to trigger a dogs gag reflex, if a choke doesn’t work to make them release a hold. Looks like it might be worth learning. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ebR37K8hDg
I’m not a professional trainer or handler of k-9s. This is my experience of being raised in the country around dogs and only shared for its possible usefulness. This is only for consideration and is in no way to be considered advice.
I don’t in any way condone abuse or cruelty to anything. This is just my experience of a life and death situation and how I survived. Every bit is true.
I have had 4 dog attacks in the last 40 odd years, plus many close calls, and would like to share one of my experiences. I hope in sharing it may help someone. I live in a very rural area, used to be anyway, and most people used to let there dogs run loose.
My experience is to never show fear and to Fight! Fight and fight some more. Stay on your feet no matter what. Much like this man always returns to his feet. Wailing and screaming instigate them more (although I have found a roar like a bear and meaning it can be advantageous).
Before I share my worst,though not least dangerous, encounter I would like to say there were three blessings I had which allowed survival.
1. I saw movement out of my extreme peripheral vision giving me a half second to raise the inches needed to keep him from locking on my neck which he was aiming for, hitting my shoulder instead.
2. Hitting me so hard he knocked me over causing him to lose his grip on my shoulder which accorded me only lacerations and puncture wounds instead of a broken neck. I still carry some of those scars more than 30 years later.
3. Experience I had with a bulldog my brother had when bulldogs weighed more than I.
Went to visit someone, Saw a sign on a tree saying beware of dog. With an ax as well. No fences, looking around I saw only one dog in front of me laying in the shade which didn’t have the demeanor of a dangerous dog. To be sure, I knelt down about 2o feet away held out my hand, palm down, and spoke gently. I was still over sixty feet from the house.
At the same instant I spoke I caught a blur of movement and heard a rustle. A bulldog came at full charge from under a hedge.
I started rising up and turning towards it. I hadn’t moved upward more than 6 inches, and had just enough time to start turning towards it before this 70-80 mixed bulldog hit me full force in the left shoulder. I guess instinctively I was also raising my arm because he left lacerations underneath my arm and one very deep puncture wound on my medial deltoid.
We both wound up turning flips because his force knocked me over onto my right side, moving the broken bones in my hand which had been set two days before, (I had a rough week that week) and his momentum carried him over top of me. He was on top of me once, and I on top of him before the momentum of the charge allowed me to roll and come onto my feet.
I got to my feet as he regained his and charged again. I started kicking and kicking and kicking. Trying for the throat and nose. After several solid kicks in the chest I was able to get one to his under-jaw which somehow made him bite his tongue fairly bad, and one to his nose which stunned him, and made him yelp, and while stunned a couple to his throat making him choke. May have the sequence mixed.
This wasn’t enough, even though he stayed out of range, he still wanted a piece of me but was very wary now. He proceeds to try circling me looking for an opening.
I remembered the ax in the tree by the house, so I let him circle until my back was to the tree and started backing towards it slowly. This prompted another charge. A few more well placed kicks and he decided it was futile again.
When I made it to the tree and got the ax he stayed farther back, but was still wanting me. I couldn’t turn my back to him even knocking on the door. Who ever was home wouldn’t come to the door. They were playing music when I arrived, and had turned it off with the commotion.
After about 15 minutes of futile attempts to get them to come out, I decided to leave. Put the ax back in the tree and tried to walk away to have him charge me again. Another kick and he still was wanting to circle me.
I had to slowly back down the driveway, with that **B trying to get around behind me the entire time. I had picked up a large rock but I’m not a southpaw. After about a hundred yards he was a good thirty feet from me. I thought he had given up until I turned to walk away. He started coming again and I had to go another hundred yards backwards before he decided I wasn’t worth the effort or I was out of his territory.
From the start of the confrontation to him finally desisting was probably forty minutes. The last twenty minutes was me trying to get back down the driveway. It was a long slow process out of that drive with him constantly looking for an opening.
I left a trail of blood from that place. I walked to the emt station, and as cleaned me up while we waited on my parents, told me I was very lucky.
Things I did, Stayed facing him. Fought. Got angry and as determined as him to dish out as much as possible. I’ve learned if a dog is in full on attack frenzy and has me down, or is intent pulling “punches” won’t work. Eyes, nose especially, throat and stomach. Forget kicking them in the chest, especially if it is a muscular breed. They won’t feel much when they are in a frenzy any way. Make them count.
If I had stayed on the ground and just defended myself I doubt I would be here today. If I had ran I wouldn’t be either, or I would be in bad shape.
Most of my actual attacks have been surprises from mentally deranged and unstable dogs.
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