I like animals, until I started living with two cats. One of them smells horrid, he pukes too for no apparent reason. It is a bad situation. The other is not bad, I could actually like her. I had dogs all my life, I like dogs; big active monsters. I grew up in a place where our dogs were guards. You did not pet a neighbour's dog lest they bite off your hand. I have not adjusted to the 'friendly' Valley dogs. Yes, because they are so socialised, we told them if they attacked people they would be put down and being the understanding demi-humans they are they comprehended every word.
Beware of farm dogs when you run! They are sneaky beasts. On one run I saw a dog in a horse. I knew it would make it out of the pen so I slowed down. Doggy ran and barked until I stopped running, then it stopped and walked with me. I patted its head and it headed to the lawn. I decided to keep running - doggy did not like it, barked me to a stop. I walked past and ran when it turned its head. Whew.
On another run I was running in farmland listening to music. I heard nothing out of the ordinary, saw nothing I just turned and saw a black dog in full sprint headed to me. His shoulder hair was raised (he was serious about this) and he started growling, teeth bared as he bore down on me. I stopped and stood with my arms at akimbo, (I figure it makes me look bigger, bearded lizards do it and get away with it!) He 'screeched' to a halt and turned and returned home. I shudder to think what would have happened if I had not seen him. I am sure his owners know he is a friendly dog.
I do not want to fight some kid's dog! So I will continue to keep away from your friendly farm dogs. I am contemplating pepper spray...bwahahahaa!
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