Author Topic: The bully gets payback...or..the surprise party...  (Read 1152 times)

0 Members and 1 Guest are viewing this topic.

Offline ironglow

  • GBO Supporter
  • Trade Count: (9)
  • Senior Member
  • *****
  • Posts: 32328
  • Gender: Male
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise party...
« on: March 07, 2004, 01:03:33 PM »
This event took place many years ago, when I was perhaps 9 or 10 years old and my brother John was probably 12 or 13.
  At that time, as was true for his whole life ,Dad had hunting dogs.
  He had one that was not particularly large, but "Elmer", though not large ,was tough, because he was an Airedale.
    There were many other dogs in our neighborhood, most of them running loose. Dad's hunting dogs were not allowed to "roam" at will.

      In our neighborhood, was "Jeff", some kind of foxhound/ German shepherd cross most often accompanied by "Rover", an overweight, laid-back Black& Tan, who lived at the same home with him.
    Now, old Jeff about "ruled the roost", as far as the local loose running dogs were concerned. He had put the "big hurt" and the "big fear" in all that dared to challenge him!
   One summer morning, my brother John and I were working in the garden, hoeing the young corn. Elmer was chained to a nearby doghouse, dozing in the morning sun.
As I stood up to wipe sweat from my brow, I noticed Jeff and Rover trotting down the road. I said, "Hey John,here comes Jeff and Rover...when he gets here , he'll run up here and start growling and snarling at Elmer...he does it all the time. Trouble is, he stays just out of reach of Elmer's chain".
     John has a dry sense of humor; he said...."lets give him a little surprise!"
    So John calmly walked over and quietly unsnapped Elmer's chain and laid it on the ground....
  Then John and I chuckling,...went back to work in the corn patch, keeping a sharp eye for Jeff ...the terrorist.
   True to my prediction, when Jeff had covered the quarter mile or so and arrived in front of our  house, he charged up the knoll that our home was located on.
    Jeff came right up till he was just outside the circular worn trail that chained dogs make.
 Elmer charged back...expecting, I'm sure to stopped short by the chain.
   I am not now sure, after all these years, sure who was more surprised at the failure of the restraining chain.....Jeff or Elmer...
   In any case they both recovered quickly; Elmer to press his attack....Jeff to get the worst thrashing he ever had in his life...
   Jeff ended up hobbling home on two defective legs...looking like a burlap sack of bones that had been dragged a few miles behind a truck!

   By the way...when the chain didn't hold old Rover turned round and trotted home! I like to think he was there when Jeff dragged in...saying "I told you so!".
If you don't want the truth, don't ask me.  If you want something sugar coated...go eat a donut !  (anon)

Offline Sourdough

  • Trade Count: (1)
  • Senior Member
  • *****
  • Posts: 8150
  • Gender: Male
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #1 on: March 09, 2004, 08:48:55 PM »
I had a simuler experience.  I had a Lab/Airdale cross, that we kept chained when he was outside.  Our neighbors had a big cat, that would tease the dog.  This cat would stand just outside the worn line and stretch, roll, scratch and anything else to tease my dog.  The neighbor was always complaining about my dog barking.  He did not want to hear that his cat was the instigator.  The neighbor even called the cops a couple of times, about the noise.  One day I was lying in my hammock in the yard, with my dog lying beside me when I saw the neighbor trun his cat loose.  I reached down and undid the chain on my dog.  He realised the chain was removed, but he just laid there.  When the cat came over into our yard, the dog first just barked from where he was lying.  Then when the cat started stretching, the dog made his run.  My dog pretty well tore the cat up.  Hurt it bad, but it survived.  My dog recieved just a few scratches, his coat was too long for the cats claws to get through.  After the cat ran off my dog came and laid back down beside me.  I reached down and hooked his chain back up.  Shortly here came the cops, when they came walking up the dog just looked at them and laid his head back down.  I asked what was the problem, they said that the neighbor had comoplained that my dog was loose and had attacked his cat in his yard.  I told them that my dog had not been outside of my yard, and showed them where the attack had taken place.  There was blood and cat fur on the ground in my yard.  I told them that the cat was in my yard, and there was the proof.  The neighbor was fined for letting his cat run loose.  The city had a leash law that applied to cats as well as dogs.  Shortly after that the neighbor tied the cat out to a stake in his back yard, and was standing there complaining that it was my fault that he had to do that, when the gator came up and had his cat for lunch.
Where is old Joe when we really need him?  Alaska Independence    Calling Illegal Immigrants "Undocumented Aliens" is like calling Drug Dealers "Unlicensed Pharmacists"
What Is A Veteran?
A 'Veteran' -- whether active duty, discharged, retired, or reserve -- is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America,' for an amount of 'up to, and including his life.' That is honor, and there are way too many people in this country today who no longer understand that fact.

Offline Coyote Hunter

  • Trade Count: (0)
  • Senior Member
  • *****
  • Posts: 2534
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #2 on: March 10, 2004, 07:59:16 PM »
A neighbor of ours was known for keeping vicious dogs.  (I think they were abused, as was his wife, but that's another story.)

Shortly after we moved in his dogs started terrorizing our cats - in our yard, even on and under our deck!  I decided enough was enough and bought a Daisy 880.  Shortly after two of his dogs had our two cats cornered under our deck, one in each corner.  I grabbed the 880, gve it 10 pumps and let fly at the bigger dog, then did the same for the smaller dog.  We never had problems with either of them again, although I always felt a bit bad that the dogs had to pay for their owner's bad manners.

Those dogs eventually disappeared - I suspect another neighbor gave them a dose of .22LR - and a German Shepard with a bad attitude took their place.  At the time my girls were in grade school and had to walk 200 yards to the corner to catch the bus.  They started complaining about the Shepard, so my wife dropped them off and picked them up every day.  The Shepard would hear the school bus and come after the girls, chasing them from the bus to our Suburban.  Once the girls got safely in the Suburban the Shepard would jump up, put its paws on the window glass and bark and growl at the girls.

I decided enough was enough and I started taking the girls to the bus and picking them up - with my .22 pistol in the front seat.  Fortunately I never saw the dog, as my intent was to kill it the second it demonstrated agressive behavior.  I guess someone, perhaps the bus driver, had turned the neighbor in - again.

Shortly after that series of events, I was coming home from work one afternoon when I spotted the Shepard in the ditch.  I was driving a Subaru wagon, and had to slow down to turn down my road.  At the last second the dog bolted and ran in front of the car.  Thumpity-thump-bump-bump!  I don't know how much ground clearance the Subaru had, but it wasn't near enough for the Shepard.  Somehow it missed the tires and was rolled under the car.  I stopped and looked for the dog, expecting to see it dead in the road, with every bone in its body broken, but it was gone.  Didn't see it again for about 6 months and had decided it had died when suddenly one day it was back.  We never had any more problems with that dog, either.
Coyote Hunter
NRA, GOA, DAD - and I VOTE!

Offline VTDW

  • Trade Count: (1)
  • A Real Regular
  • ****
  • Posts: 523
    • http://www.geocities.com/vtdw336/great_outdoors.html
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #3 on: March 10, 2004, 11:48:10 PM »
Thumpity-thump-bump-bump! :)  :-D  :)
www.marlinowners.com
How did I get over the hill without getting to the top?

http://photobucket.com/albums/v354/vtdw1/

Offline Sourdough

  • Trade Count: (1)
  • Senior Member
  • *****
  • Posts: 8150
  • Gender: Male
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #4 on: March 11, 2004, 09:36:01 PM »
My wife and I moved to Anchorage in 89.  We lived up on Skyline Dr. up on the side of a mountain.  The next door neighbors had a half Lab/half Pit Bull, and I found out the whole neighborhood lived in fear of that dog.  He had bitten several people, and killed several dogs in the neighborhood.  One day when my wife got home the dog jumped up on her van and would not let her out of the vehicle.  She thought he was going to brake the windows.  She backed out of the drive and went to a friends house till I could come home.  When I got there the dog was no where to be found.  I called the Animal Control people, they said they knew the dog and would not try and pick him up again.  Appearantly they had picked him up three times and did not want to have anything else to do with him.  I went to the Police Dept. and asked what I could do.  There suggestion was to get a patition signed by all the neighbors, then take him to court.  Not a good idea some of the neighbors were afraid of the owner.  As I was leaving, a patrolman followed me outside.  The officer quitely told me his suggestion, shoot the dog, then dump the body out on the Glen Highway.  
    Well since I'm not the kind of person to be intimidated, I figured I'd just shoot the dog and tell the neighbor I did it.  Well I did tell him to keep his dog at home, or I was going to shoot him the next time I caught him in my yard, threatning my family.  I started carrying my 12ga.  I would see the dog down at the mail boxes at the bottom of the hill.  This dog knew what a shotgun was.  When he saw me getting out of my truck, he would run off fast.  Then he would stand about 100 yards out and bark and growl at me.  So I started carrying a rifle.  One day I caught him again at the mail boxes, but before I reached for my rifle I realised that there were kids in the neighborhood behind him, and this was not the place to shoot him.  
    I called in sick one morning, and was just sitting in the living room watching the birds in the front yard when I saw the neighbor pull a gun on the man that lived across the street, and threaten him.  Then he went home and turned his dog loose, sending him across the street.  The man across the street went inside and stayed inside till my neighbor left for work.  I went and got my .243.  I set my varmit rest up on the dinning room table, and opened the living room window just a small amount.  I then cranked my sterio up.  When the dog walked in front of my crosshairs, I made the shot.  Instantly he's down.  No one in the neighborhood heard a thing.  The man across the street thought the dog was just lying down napping waiting for him to try and come out of his house.  After about 45 minutes I backed my truck into the driveway across the street.  The man there was watching and when the dog did not get up he knew something was up.  This man came outside and helped me load the dead dog into my truck.  He then told me about what had transpired earlier that morning.  Now he was afraid that my neighbor would think he shot the dog and come after him again.  I told him to hop in the truck and come with me.  I drove down to the Glenn Highway.  I stoped on the entrance ramp and slid the dog to the edge of the tailgate.  I then waited for a few minutes till I saw several big semi trucks coming hauling double trailers.  I had positioned the dog on the drivers side of the tailgate.  I pulled out onto the highway, and when I reached the narrow bridge over Eagle River I hit the gas and the dog fell off.  The dog landed right where the tires of those semi's would be running.  I went on up the hill and took the next exit.  After five semi's hauling double crossed that bridge, there was nothing left but a greasy spot.  When my neighbot got home that afternoon he had a message on his answering machine to come to the Troopers office.  When he got there they gave him the coller from his dog and told him where they had found it.  
    The next day the neighbor's kids told my son that their dog had gotten hit on the highway.  That their dad was real upset, but he could not blame anyone else.  Also the Troopers had given him a fine for letting the dog run loose.  Everyone else in the neighborhood was real happy.
Where is old Joe when we really need him?  Alaska Independence    Calling Illegal Immigrants "Undocumented Aliens" is like calling Drug Dealers "Unlicensed Pharmacists"
What Is A Veteran?
A 'Veteran' -- whether active duty, discharged, retired, or reserve -- is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America,' for an amount of 'up to, and including his life.' That is honor, and there are way too many people in this country today who no longer understand that fact.

Offline VTDW

  • Trade Count: (1)
  • A Real Regular
  • ****
  • Posts: 523
    • http://www.geocities.com/vtdw336/great_outdoors.html
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #5 on: March 12, 2004, 12:06:43 AM »
There is still justice to be found! :)  :)
www.marlinowners.com
How did I get over the hill without getting to the top?

http://photobucket.com/albums/v354/vtdw1/

Offline WNY_Whitetailer

  • Look at me I'm white and nerdy
  • Trade Count: (2)
  • Senior Member
  • *****
  • Posts: 1828
  • Gender: Male
  • Working...
    • http://www.dec.state.ny.us/
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #6 on: March 12, 2004, 07:38:53 AM »
I can't say that I would have done anything else different given the situations described.  Luckily we have nothing but good dogs in our neighborhood.  One dumb little wippet and a couple of mutts that would rather lick you to death than bark or growl.  I guess we are just lucky.
Patience comes with age and You can't teach common sense

Offline Whopper Stopper

  • Trade Count: (0)
  • Member
  • *
  • Posts: 76
The bully gets payback...or..the surprise p
« Reply #7 on: March 15, 2004, 11:39:21 AM »
I would of loved to have been able to hear the screaming! hahaha