I got chased by the biggest dog ever (long)

Today me and my friend were skipping a few classes, my mom was home, he lives 30 min. away (by bus), and lil' kids were fillin' up the park. We were stuck just walkin' around 'Pittsburgh's Little Italy' Bloomfield. We were in the white trash part of the neighborhood. We heard a dog barked and looked to the side, standing about 60 feet taller than his fence was a fuckin' monster, he looked like he ate an elephant for breakfast. He jumps over the fence with no trouble at all and starts runnin' after us. My 260 pound friend without thinking uses me to push-off. I go flyin' back but somehow I don't fall. The dog is right behind me so I start thinkin' "Fatass (my friend) is runnin' like 60 mph, maybe the dog will pass me and go after him" I start runnin' anyway. "These guys yell "Just Stop" Well about that time the dog passed me and was right at my friend's ass, so I listened. The guys yell stop one more time and my friend listens. The dog runs back to me and starts licking my hand. LICKING MY HAND!!! He made my friend go faster than a fuckin' Ferrarri and nearly gave us heart-attacks so he could LICK MY HAND?! WTF!?!?!?!

 

Ha Ha

 

aw, that is so cute. haha.

 

LOL that is how you get a fat man to run. LOL

 

That or tell him where some free food is

 

yeppers one of the two will work

 

LMAO!! nice one lmaoo!!

 

Back in Middle school, there was this violent wolf dog that was always on a leesh out back of his house. One day on the walk home from school, we taunted this mutt beyond recognition and he broke his chain and launched towards us. Little did that fucker know we both had taser guns on us and we emptied out batteries out on that bitch. That piece of shit dog stood there skaking for like 10 minutes after we were done.

I fuckin hate dogs.

 

Ew, that really would've scared me shitless... I'm afraid of dogs, especially big ones. People often tell me it's because they can smell fear they come after me, but it didn't start that way, as a kid I was not afraid of them at all. My dad always told me great stories about his two dogs he had when he was a kid, while both my parents were totally indifferent to cats... even so, every time I came anywhere where people had dogs, the dogs would often bark and/or growl at me, and the cats would come up to me to cuddle (even those that 'never did that' or 'never liked strangers'). Yes, after getting jumped at and even bit once a lot, I got scared, but it sure didn't start out that way. And even now I sometimes get dogs jumping at me that I didn't see coming (so I obviously didn't feel/smell scared yet). I'm totally convinced there are 'dog people' and 'cat people', there's just something that they can see or smell and we can't... more than just our fears or reactions to them.

 

Not me. I'm not intimidated at all by bigger dogs. Matter of fact, the bigger the dog, the more hate I have for it and the more I want to fuck it up for no reason at all.

I honestly don't know what it is, but I could torture a dog and not feel bad at all. I'm like the complete opposite for cats, though. I love them.

 

I hate them too, but how do you mess with a big dog? I'm just 5'2", a big dog doesn't even have to bite me, it can just bowl me over if it comes at me with some speed.

 

rofl

dog chases are the best

 

You are a wimp. A dog WANTS you to be afraid. You must stand your ground and FUCK that muthafucka up if he charges you. I would know. I've been chased a lot in my teen years. But never was it fear. If anything, it was fear of what the owner would do once he found out who messed his dog up.

I could literally stomp a dog to death and not feel nothing. I'm terrible.

 

Well I am glad you got away from the big dog only so that he could lick you. I am afraid of dggs so I would have tried anything to get away.

 

I am not scared of dogs either, although if I dont know the dog, I am ready to defend myself. The only dog that scared me in a long time was a scrapyard dog, a shepherd (huge), it was chained to an engine block, and would drag it around. I was petting him and he started to growl, and just as I stepped back, he lunged. Scared me a bit.
Once a pit bull was running at me from around 400 yards away, and I was by myself, on a flat trailer, on a sandbar, flat open ground all around. I had nowhere to run if I wanted to. It jumped up, paws on my chest and started licking my face.
A rotty bit the top of my head last year, so I told it off.