I did not want to do that. I have gone out of my way and tolerated more than I should have, to get out of doing that. But after this morning, I felt that I had no choice. I told my nephew that I didn’t want to turn into a ‘Karen’ and I honestly don’t feel that I have. This time, I think was justified. Even though I still didn’t like taking that action.
What am I talking about? What brought about my forced hand? Only the following.
I knew it was going to happen. It had happened every day for the last several days in a row. There was no doubt that it was coming, I simply didn’t know when. To be prepared, I went ahead and got dressed early. No sense in another day of outside in my pajamas, in my own yard or not. As the morning passed, I allowed myself to be lulled into a false sense of security. Suddenly the unmistakable noise began. Barking that grew louder, stronger, and angrier with each passing second. I ran outside to see my dogs attempting to get at the neighbor’s dog that was all the way down my drive and trying to get inside my fence. As the fracas continued, I saw the other neighbor’s dog come running across the yard to join into the weird battle / near battle, going on.
Both of my dogs wear training collars. When these dogs are this worked up, they don’t really register the hits from the collars. They may hesitate, but jump right back into the fight. Which is incredibly frustrating when my dogs are usually well behaved and obedient. But they guard and protect what is theirs and the yard is theirs. Thank all that is good for strong fencing.
The white dog was running back and forth along my fence on the outside, while mine were doing the same on the inside. At one point they turned on each other but I grabbed Bella by the tail, because I could catch her legs and pulled backwards. This distracted her enough that she and Molly left each other alone and went back to the fence and the neighbor’s dogs. I finally managed to grab Molly and get her inside but Bella was not having it. For a dog who had been acting lazy and content to stretch out in the floor in this room, she was full of got to get that dog energy.
That white dog discovered that there was a gap in the main area of fence and my flowerbed. It still couldn’t get in to where my dog was, so it ran back and forth along that fence on one side with my Bella on the other. I’m not as young as I once was, trying to catch an angry dog is not easy.
By this time, the white dog had gotten back outside and was back running the fence along the drive. I can’t be sure, but it appeared that there were three young children, trying to catch the two neighbor’s dogs. The adult was standing part way down my drive yelling for them to catch their dog. Really??
And that, is where I about lost my temper.
Don’t want to hear me say anything about your dog coming down my drive, so you stand back there and yell at the kids? You really don’t want to hear what I have to say about you sending children to attempt to catch a dog worked up and ready to fight. Have you, oh so called adult ever seen, what damage a dog can do? Trust me, it isn’t pretty. And you sent those young children down my drive to catch a crazed dog.
When the dogs were finally caught and lead back up my drive and my two were in here calming down, I sat here shaking and shaken. I was afraid and I was angry. I don’t want my dogs injured, I don’t want my dogs to injure another dog. I seriously do not want to see any of those children injured by any or either of those dogs. Dogs that are that worked up, don’t, can’t hear you call them. You grab them, you’re most likely going to be bitten. Badly.
After I calmed down, I sat here staring at first the computer, then my phone. I thought long and hard. I brought up the realtor’s email and sent them a message, pleading for them to do something. I’ve heard nothing back, but I didn’t expect I would.
Immediately after I sent that message, I made a call to animal control. Dispatch got my information and had an officer call me. I explained the situation. I told him I really did not want to make this call as I didn’t want to put my dogs in the position of threat of retaliation. But, after this morning, watching those kids trying to catch those dogs, I felt forced to make the call. For the sake and safety of the children. He told me what was needed from me, and I agreed to get that for them. I’m hoping most that they will come out and talk to these people. Explain to them. Someone needs to educate those people. I don’t want to get anyone in trouble, I told him that. I don’t want fines issued, I want them to understand that there is a county wide leash law and yes, county wide means us.
The white dog is still a puppy. A big puppy. The kids can’t handle this big puppy because it is also strong. This big puppy needs training. It can be done. Otherwise no one is going to be able to handle this dog.
Not all, but some people seem to think that you get a dog, you feed a dog, pet it ever so often and you’re good.
Dogs need training.
They need to be disciplined.
They need to understand that you are alpha not them.
Oh yeah, you can teach them to sit, shake and maybe even roll over. You need to teach them how to stay right beside you, how to hear and obey commands. How to walk on a leash.
All manner of training is essential.
They need their vaccinations and check ups.
They need the right food.
They need to be kept under control at all times. Not allowed to roam at will. That puts them in danger and makes them a danger to others.
So yes, I made the call. The officer told me that my name would be kept anonymous but I told him they would know. After this having happened so many times, they know I’m not happy. I tried, I really honestly tried not to make that call, but my hand was forced because of fear over the children. So call me a Karen, call me what ever you want, I actually don’t care.