Now anyone who reads this blog knows that I’m a die-hard pit bull fan. One of the reasons I love pits so much is their gentle and intuitive nature. And it kills me that they have such a bad reputation, but sometimes, sometimes, that bad rap comes in quite handy…
A couple months ago I was walking my dogs (Jackson, the pit & Rza, the terrier) late at night on their before dinner constitutional. On a dark corner near a busy-ish street Jackson stopped to be behind a bush. I was standing on the corner with the little dog waiting for Jackson to finish his business when I looked up and saw two enormous dudes rushing diagonally across the street towards me. I thought it seemed odd, but it was all happening so fast and out of the blue that I didn’t even have a second to process the fact that this could mean danger. About the same time as the dudes got to the corner Jackson finished peeing and trotted up to my side. The dudes took one look at Jackson and they both jumped backwards, threw their hands up in the air in an “i surrender” motion and went “whoa whoa whoa” as they slowly backed away, arms still in the air. Jackson just sat there, he didn’t bare his teeth, he didn’t bark, the hairs on his back didn’t raise up like they usually do when he’s freaked out. He just sat there being a good boy the whole time. These dudes just panicked at the mere sight of a pit bull. And before they took off running in the other direction one of the dudes looked back at me and said, “That’s a good friend to have.”
Jackson proved the veracity of that statement once again last night…
I took the dogs out for their evening walk when I got home from band rehearsal. I normally dont do take them late at night anymore since I had that freaky run in with the two dudes. But i thought, eh, no big deal if I only do it every once in a while.
So i make it as far as one block away from the apt when I see this guy running FLAT OUT as FAST as he could, rounding the corner and running down the street ahead of me. And i thought, yikes, that’s like “running from the cops” fast! And, sure enough, a cop car slowly came around the corner with it’s search lights on. They were too far away from me to hear me tell them where he went so I just pointed and they drove off looking for him. But the cops passed right by him! So i ran ahead trying to flag them down, but they had already disappeared, and so i went around the block in an attempt to get far away from the running guy.
After a brisk walk I came back around to our street and headed towards home. That’s when I heard someone yelling at me, and when I looked over it was the running guy who was coming right towards me! I couldn’t understand what he was yelling, I had my ipod on plus he wasn’t making much sense anyway all I knew was that he wasn’t happy and he wasn’t nice. I started walking faster and noticed that he was following me, so I stopped and mentally signaled to Jackson that i was afraid of this guy. I was worried that Jackson wouldn’t do anything and just sit there like he did the first time I was approached by the two dudes. But Jackson responded immediately! And right before the running guy got close enough to touch me Jackson lunged at him- barking, snarling and snapping like a, well, like a pit bull!
And then i started RUNNING towards home, and ran into the cops who were questioning some girl, and had a random guy in the back seat of their cruiser.
I ran up to them with my two dogs in tow and said, “Are you the ones looking for that guy?”
They said “Yes, we’ve been looking for him all night.”
And i said, “Did you just hear my dog barking? That guy was coming right for me. I saw where he went if you want to check it out.”
They immediatly let the other guy out of their car and took off to find the guy again.
I don’t know if they found him or not because I ran home, letting Jackson pull me faster and faster towards our apartment.