Every day i deal with dogs at work.
It keeps things interesting, thats for sure. Some are nightmares others are my favourite friends in the world (besides Mojo of course).
Touchwood i havent been bit real good yet, but today was another close one i thought i'd share. We deliver LPG gas, refilling house and commercial cylinders.
Sometimes 80 odd deliveries a day so we dont have time to knock on doors or even stuff around at all. We usually run in get the job done and leave ASAP. Its in the contract that we have access whenever we need it at anytime whatsoever whether the owners are home or not.
We pulled up in the truck and my co worker told me this dog can be a bad one but he doesnt bite. I take his word for it as he's been doing the job for 5 years and knows most of the muts on our run. As i'm getting out i can hear 2 dogs going ape at me. "Not sure about this new one" he yells as i'm going through the gate.
The owner was in the front yard and was well aware of us entering so i wasnt to fazed when the new dog who looked like a Rottie cross Lab kinda thing ran straight up to me with teeth bared and was growling.
I've learnt the best way to deal with this type of thing is to just show no fear or retreat in anyway. I hold the big hose i drag out in front of me and usually yell at em to "piss off" or "get out of it". 99% of dogs will be cool after this greeting, 1% think its game on.
So while i've got one eye on the new dog and the other eye scanning the yard for the house gas bottle i hear my co worker yell "OI !!".
In a split second i realise i'm getting ambushed from behind with the other dog, a bitsa heeler X thing trying to grab my arm as he flies past at a 100mph. A quick raise of my arm and he just misses, lands and then wants to go again from the front. I tell him who's boss and he gives me enough space to get the job done all the time eyeing me up. The owner, a elderly lady was very, very appologetic and explained they are both rescues who if it wasnt for her would have been PTS. She admitted she was in the wrong and so where her dogs but i said i understand they are just doing thier job and i was to share the blame a bit too. It could have been worse so i was cool with the whole thing.
We both got back in the truck and had a bit of a chuckle at my close call. "You nearly got snipered" as my smirking co worker put it.
It was a long drive to the next job and i was thinking about how others i know would deal with such a situation. I imagined someone reporting the dogs to the council and then a single, elderly lady who rescued these poor dogs ending up having the expense of registering a declared dangerous dog, or worse, all because a stranger entered thier comfort zone. The idea of such a thing seemed ludicrous for what went down and i wondered how many 'Dangerous Dogs' are really just protective dogs who in thier mind where just doing thier job of protecting thier property or where actually so scared of the "intruder" they felt they had no other choice but to protect themself in the only way a dog knows how. It made for some interesting thoughts during what is usually a boring drive.
The next job, i was so busy trying to open a stupid gate i didnt even see the friendly, fluffy, tail wagging, Border Collie approach till he was right next to me. He gave me such a bloody fright i nearly pooed my pants. "Bloody dogs !" I said as my co worker cracked up laughing at me. Today i guess i was lucky, tomorrow, who knows but they sure do make my job interesting and for that i'm pretty gratefull.