RSKY
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Apparently a stray came out of nowhere and attacked her. She has severe damage to her upper thigh. This is the third or fourth stray attack on a child in two years.
I know that many will not agree with me, but strays that are regularly roaming need to be put down.
I know that many will not agree with me, but strays that are regularly roaming need to be put down.
His "kids" - you know the type.
Many people on a tractor website (I assume a largely rural readership) would probably agree.
Sorry to hear about OP's friend's daughter.
A few years back I awoke and caught a couple strays killing our chickens. I capture one before the other ran away. No license. I figured some gutless wonder who couldn't keep them anymore dropped them off out in the country.
I chained him up as I went to get my rifle and permanently fix the situation. I came back, put it to his head, cocked the hammer, then thought: Dang, it's February (frozen ground) what am I going to do with this thing before wife and kids get home? I pay taxes, so I called the dog warden to make it his disposal problem (after a 7 or 14 day waiting period).
Turns out they were a neighbor's beloved dogs from a couple miles away (His "kids" - you know the type.) Somebody had tried to break into his house, broke the porch door and the dogs got out (No fault of his own). He apologized profusely and offered to pay for the chickens. He repeatedly thanked me very much for finding them. I didn't have the heart to tell him to stop thanking me; and that he only has his dog back because the ground was frozen!
I did that once... We were just married living in the middle of Amish and Mennonite farms in rural central PA. Anyway, the one Amish neighbor had a ginormous wolf type hybrid dog that he insisted wouldn't stay penned up, tied up, nothin... So I got home from work one day and this dog wouldn't let me in my own house, barking and growling. I pulled my deer rifle out of the truck, sighted him in and laid my finger on the trigger... Then I saw those big eyes, and they weren't mean, so I drove over and got the farmer and he came and took him away. A few weeks later the dog chewed through the side of the barn and came back; I peppered him in the but with some squirrel shot, and he never left that farm again. The Amish guy said if he knew that was all it was gonna take, he would have shot him in the but years earlier...
I know that many will not agree with me, but strays that are regularly roaming need to be put down.