CLEAN THE DOGS!
For all the years of walking a free pack in the city, there was only one pokus, and because of a misunderstanding between a dog and a man, and in which there was no guilt from either side. Here is how it was. One clear winter day, we walked in the back of a small market, trying to get around the bus stop that was crowded with people. At the same time, between the tents of the market, a citizen was in a hurry to stop. Apparently, he was really in a hurry or was very much anxious about something, otherwise it is impossible to explain how one can miss a big black dog on white snow in broad daylight.
Nevertheless, the citizen of the dog (Frank turned out to be this dog) did not notice and crashed into it with a sweep, dropping all his weight onto the back of an unsuspecting dog. Frank reflexively grabbed the citizen for the part of his body that was closest to his teeth because of his leg. Then, realizing what had happened, he let the bitten go. Dog too can be understood. She calmly goes, having relaxed and doing her own business (sniffing the corners) and suddenly, quite unexpectedly, an alien peasant flies at him, hurts his suitcase under his breath, and then falls on him with his whole body and presses him to the ground. Well, would you not be afraid in this situation? Wouldn’t make an involuntary gesture of defense? To the credit of Frank, it must be said that he instantly figured out the situation and besides this single bite, which ended in a normal bruise, the citizen remained unharmed. The dogs didn’t have any complaints against him, and he didn’t have any complaints about us, either.
A dozen of our dogs, walking every day on crowded streets, gave us numerous examples of sustained, absolutely adequate reactions to a wide variety of unusual situations. They demonstrated great tolerance towards people, many of whom were far from tolerance and often inadequate in their reactions. To begin with, people very often provoke dogs unintentionally, out of ignorance. The most typical example, familiar to every dog breeder, when a person, approaching dogs on an empty street, stops and shouts from afar (not in a benevolent tone) – “Take the dogs away!”
Our dogs very quickly learned to ignore the inadequate behavior of people and, despite negative experiences, remained friendly to people in general. A negative experience was more than enough. I do not mean training in power disciplines. Most of our dogs were familiar with the person involved, and many of them had diplomas in protective disciplines. We are talking about everyday negative experiences, when a wave of aggressive words was splashed out onto us, dogs were trying to kick, throwing sticks at us and throwing pieces of brick at us. Fortunately, I never got to a serious incident, as far as those who wanted to fight a whole flock were still missing, but I know several cases when dogs (and their owners) were subjected to violent attacks and it ended in tragedy. Not everyone had a support in the form of a pack.
The saddest thing is that conflicts did not occur only between rival camps and breeders. Not so rarely did one meet inadequate representatives in one’s own ranks. A typical example of inadequate behavior when a notorious owner tries to treat his complexes with a large aggressive dog. One of many cases: an evening, a dark empty alley, and along this alley we meet a dilapidated old man with a hefty Caucasian on a long leash. Dedok with a dog obviously does not cope, but does not make a problem out of it. There is no muzzle on the dog and the dog drags the grandfather behind him with the same ease with which he would drag a tin from canned food. Grandpa is in no hurry to somehow rein in the dog, or at least from afar to warn us that the dog is aggressive. The dog was really aggressive, because it came closer to us, without any reason, attacked Frank, who was barely seven months old.
We were saved by the fact that Frank was not scared and stood up on his feet during the first attack. Then we all came to his aid: me and my two bitches (two and a half, if you count the Cocker). The Caucasian apparently was not used to meeting with resistance and was momentarily taken aback. We were more and we were determined, strongly, so the aggressor hesitated. Dedok, realizing that the easy victory will not work, came to his senses and quickly wrapped a long leash around the trunk of the nearest birch. And I remembered that we had already met once with this Caucasians, a few months ago. Then there was another owner with him (apparently dedulin’s son), but no less arogant and aggressive. And then the Caucasian attacked the dog of my friend, and the owner of the aggressor did not even think to intervene. But when the puny boxer at first glance confidently switched to a counterattack, the man immediately came to his senses and ran to separate the dogs. And then in such a way that he kicked at our dog, the whole fault of which was that he turned out to be not a shy dozen and knew how to defend himself.
No less unpleasant are meetings with owners of small rude dogs, usually as aggressive and hysterical as their pets.