Discussion in 'Long Guns' started by nitesite, Jul 23, 2019.
Shitty owners breed shitty dogs.
Well that's an awful Shame about the ducks.
I couldn't get around blasting dogs with an AR hereabouts and not wake up in jail. Fortunately we haven't had any problems with stray dogs.
By the way, out here we call it extermination, if it's a dog or cat or pretty much anything dangerous or verminous, except a human being.
Nite, I would not call that murder, I'd call it protecting your property. I love dogs as well, but I also think dog owners should be responsible, or not have them.
Anyway, I think you handled it appropriately.
This article LINK may be of interest.
Too bad about the dogs but once they've tasted blood and had the "fun" of killing, they will keep coming back. People don't hear as much "bad" about Huskies as they do Pitbulls, but they kill also.
A buddy of mine had a Husky going on in years, maybe 10 or 11. This dog would walk miles to his mother's house then back. Animal Control would mostly ignore him because he was street smart and didn't bother anybody. And no, he was not fenced or tied up. But one day a little girl was walking a little foofie dog past the house and the Husky calmly walked out of the gate and over to the little girl and her dog, grabbed the dog in its mouth and shook it until dead! My buddy claimed he had never done anything like this before and ended up buying the girl a new dog but you can only imagine the trauma she may have experienced. :sad: Not long after, he started finding dead cats in the yard and not long after that, they found the dog dead by the side of the road on the way to his mother's house. Maybe doggy senility?
Another story: I had a Rott/Shep mix female. Great dog and very loyal. Snap my fingers and she would be right by my side. Point my finger and go "pow" and she would play dead. If she lifted her head I'd go "pow" again and she'd lower it.
Anyhow, She and I went to look at a truck on a farm and the kids asks me if my dog attacks chickens. "I don't know" was my truthful reply. About a minute later we hear a commotion over by the chicken coop and there is my dog swinging a chicken in her mouth! "ALEX!" I yell and she drops the chicken and skulks back to my car, feathers still sticking out of her mouth... Chicken was OK but truck was not so I didn't buy it.
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