We had a scare with Socks yesterday. Sandy came home with groceries, so Matt and I went out to help bring them in. As usual, the dogs ran out too, so I tried to keep them inside the gate while we went out to get the groceries. They like to get out just to check out the neighbor dogs and mark their territory, but fortunately they don’t run to get away. So yesterday Socks managed to sneak around my legs and bolt out the gate as fast as he could. I yelled, but he was off and running and ignored me completely.
He immediately ran across the street, got cornered in a yard surrounded by bushes, and excitedly barked at the kids across the street from it. I walked over to get him, but then he reversed direction when he heard the neighbor’s dogs from across the street from us barking. They have a tall wooden fence around their backyard, and they have a German Shehperd and a smaller dog. Socks ran up to the fence and began sniffing and barking at their smaller dog through a small hole in the fence. The barking continued to escalate for a moment, and then the German Shepherd suddenly scaled the wooden fence and came right over the top of it!
Socks stood up to him, which was his downfall I think. They growled and barked at each other, and then began fighting rougher. I was yelling, trying to shock them enough to distract them a little so I could grab Socks. The German Shepherd tried to grab hold of Socks’ neck, but Socks squirmed away quickly and fought back. Then the German Shepherd got more aggressive and grabbed Socks by his hind quarters with his mouth, picked him up and shook him like a rag doll in his mouth for a few seconds. This was terrifying, and as I continued yelling I had no idea what to do. I didn’t want to get attacked by this German Shepherd, but I needed to get Socks out of there before he was killed.
The neighbors who own the German Shepherd then came out and called their dog back. He didn’t seem angry, and backed off a bit while Socks continued to be defensive until I calmed him down and picked him up. He cried and yiped quite a bit, and was shaking tremendously as I held him. I brought him into the house and checked him out. Amazingly there was no blood. The big dog somehow avoided drawing any blood at all, and seems to have only bruised Socks. He’s not limping or anything, and gets around ok, he’s just extremely sensitive in certain areas if you try to pick him up or pet him, and he won”t jump up on things like he usually does, right now.
Perhaps he’s learned his lesson now though. We can only hope. Having a run-in with the “neighborhood bully” just might have put him in his place a bit. He’s sure not barking at every little thing during the day when I’m trying to sleep now! But I think not being able to jump up on the back of the couch and SEE every little thing out the window to bark at helps with that though. We’re keeping a close eye on him now, just to make sure his injuries aren’t more serious than we think.