Anyways, she was doing well so I let her out on a lazy Saturday afternoon with only a few dogs there. She and a few bulldogs were all hanging out together in the sunshine, when all of a sudden one of them got up to walk around and she just grabbed them in her mouth. I was on top of her in seconds trying to pry her mouth open. Right when I felt myself starting to freak out, she let go and the dog was unharmed. But, I was so pissed at her for doing it and probably had built up anger from pits grabbing dogs in their mouth for no reason I scooped her up in my arms and yelled, "how does it feel to get bit huh?!" and I bit on her her neck, tasting the leather of her collar in my mouth as I let go. I didn't bite her hard, nothing like a pit bull bite of couse. Maybe being with dogs this much and being the alpha that I am, I took on the roll of alpha dog in the room, I really don't know! I am in no way ashamed of me doing this. In fact, I love the fact that I just did it, like instinct... the exact instinct that Jessie felt when she saw "prey" running across the room. I stood there stunned at my reaction, and put her down in a separate room in the daycare. She turned around wagging her tail and licked my face.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
The Day I Bit a Pit Bull
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