Hey gang!
I went to the grocery store at lunch today. As I was coming back down the stairs to my apartment to get some more groceries, I noticed this scruffy looking guy talking on a cellular telephone about 40 yards off
to the right. Well, I hear this dog howl from around the corner of the building. The guy yells at him to stop, but all I see is this tan 50 pound blur coming around the corner and at me top speed. My initial
thought was "Oh sh*t! Pitbull!" due to the size and color. Luckily I had decided a few days ago to start carrying my Centennial on me to work.
Well, I crouched in a fighter's stance, cleared the pocket holster, made eye contact with the dog, and brought the Smith & Wesson to bear on him. Just as I attained my two handed firing grip the dog put on the
breaks just as his owner was yelling at him. The dog and I looked at each other and he took off toward his master. The guy turns away and acts like nothing happened and continues his conversation on the cellular
phone. He was still about 40 yards away, so I'm not sure the man even saw the gun.
Looking around, I realized we had no other witnesses, so I took the guy's lead, pocketed the Smith, and got the rest of my
groceries.
Weird, huh?
First time I've had to clear leather in haste. The only other time I took a gun out for possible use was when Bill and I found a wild possum in his mother's garage. Bill was going to drive him out and I'd shoot
him if he seemed rabid or came at Bill. He ran into the bushes so no shooting there either. Good thing too. It was the snubby .41 Magnum. Would have made a mess of that possum.
How about that?
Do you think it was the owner's order to stop or my willingness to fight and aggressive body language that drove the dog off?
- Anthony
I went to the grocery store at lunch today. As I was coming back down the stairs to my apartment to get some more groceries, I noticed this scruffy looking guy talking on a cellular telephone about 40 yards off
to the right. Well, I hear this dog howl from around the corner of the building. The guy yells at him to stop, but all I see is this tan 50 pound blur coming around the corner and at me top speed. My initial
thought was "Oh sh*t! Pitbull!" due to the size and color. Luckily I had decided a few days ago to start carrying my Centennial on me to work.
Well, I crouched in a fighter's stance, cleared the pocket holster, made eye contact with the dog, and brought the Smith & Wesson to bear on him. Just as I attained my two handed firing grip the dog put on the
breaks just as his owner was yelling at him. The dog and I looked at each other and he took off toward his master. The guy turns away and acts like nothing happened and continues his conversation on the cellular
phone. He was still about 40 yards away, so I'm not sure the man even saw the gun.
Looking around, I realized we had no other witnesses, so I took the guy's lead, pocketed the Smith, and got the rest of my
groceries.
Weird, huh?
First time I've had to clear leather in haste. The only other time I took a gun out for possible use was when Bill and I found a wild possum in his mother's garage. Bill was going to drive him out and I'd shoot
him if he seemed rabid or came at Bill. He ran into the bushes so no shooting there either. Good thing too. It was the snubby .41 Magnum. Would have made a mess of that possum.
How about that?
Do you think it was the owner's order to stop or my willingness to fight and aggressive body language that drove the dog off?
- Anthony