I took my dog Sasha to the park across the street Tuesday night for her nightly walk, and within minutes of getting there, she got jumped by a pit bull. (He was off the leash, Sasha was on.) He trotted up, sniffed her a few times as he body checked her a time or two, then with no warning (other than body language) clamped down on her neck and the side of her face. I kicked him a couple of times with no effect, then I grabbed him by the rear flanks and lifted him completely off the ground and was starting to lift Sasha (about 60 pounds) off the ground, too. (He was wearing a spiked collar, so I wasn't real interested in grabbing him by the neck.) His owner came running up yelling at the dog (I was also yelling at him to get his dog off mine) and he immediately started slugging the dog on the side of the head like a UFC fighter. This guy was bigger than I am and he was hitting so hard you could hear the pop every time his fist hit the dog. After a dozen or so blows, the dog finally let go and we got the two dogs separated. The guy was apologizing profusely and didn't hesitate to offer his name and contact info in case Sasha needed to go to the vet. I checked her out closely with a flashlight and found no blood, so I told him I didn't need his info. He explained that the dog was his son's, and he was taking care of it for a few days while the son was out of town. (He was as mad at the dog as I was.) He was carrying a leash and said the dog had gotten away from him...I suspect he was letting the dog roam in the empty park, and when we showed up at the park the dog took off on him.
When I got back to my apartment, my first thought was that I was going to start carrying a gun when I take Sasha on her walks. New Mexico is an open carry state...I can legally walk down the street with a loaded firearm on my hip as long as it's clearly visible. Upon further thought though, I realized that if I were to discharge a pistol in a city park I'd probably have worse problems on my hands than a dead dog. I also suspect I might have some problems with the neighbors if they were to see me walking around the apartments wearing a gun. But an electric stun gun like this can be legally carried in my back pocket, and would turn a dog into a quivering puddle of protoplasm in about five seconds. I've felt the effects of a very short burst from a stun gun in the 100,000 volt range, and in a demonstration have seen the same gun lay a 240 pound martial arts fighter on his back in seconds. I suspect a 5 million volt gun would be even that much more intense.
So the stun gun will be my Christmas present to my dog.
Well, that's how my week's going. How's yours?