I had an ‘incident’ at the feed store earlier today. Rather I should say, I butted into an ‘incident’:
As I was walking to the door, a Giant, Toothy, Square-Headed Individual popped his head out an open truck window and woofed at me. Said Giant, Square-Headed Individual appeared to be in full body convulsions.
I was placed in a very difficult situation as a result: Do I simply ignore the Giant, Toothy, Square Headed Individual and go in the store, or do I accept his invitation and give him an equally enthusiastic greeting. I chose the latter. It was as I was giving my hearty hello that the Panicked Dad of the dog appeared at the door with an Irate Other Customer.
It seems the Irate Other Customer received a similar attempt at a greeting as he approached the feed store, only he fled into the safety of the building, and away from the ‘dangerous dog’. After entering the store, the Irate Other Customer loudly shouted, demanding to know whose pit bull was threatening customers in the parking lot. His outburst raising panic in the heart of the dog’s dad.
When Irate Other Customer and Panicked Dad reached the door, Irate Other Customer saw one thing while Panicked Dad saw another:
Irate Other Customer saw me, an innocent victim, being dragged into the vehicle by a dog with murder on his mind.
Panicked Dad saw a potentially multi-gun toting Arizona hick (I was dressed for work after all, and the poor guy was Canadian) trying to kill his dog.
Then the yelling started.
I’m not sure who was more surprised, the Irate Other Customer when he saw me and the Giant, Toothy, Square Headed Individual instantly look in their direction, my arms still around the dog’s neck in an obvious voluntary action, or the Panicked Dad who watched as his dog cowered into my arms when the yelling started.
That I explained to Irate Other Customer the dog’s actions were clearly a friendly attempt at a greeting, and if he were dangerous, he would have jumped out the open window and attacked, fell on deaf ears. Irate Other Customer believed the dog was a menace to society, and that the police should be called because “that dog ‘would have attacked me [him] if I [him] hadn’t made it to the door!’.
At that point, I said a few things I probably shouldn’t have, the Irate Other Customer got even more irate and the Canadian Panicked Dog Dad did a figurative singing of Kum Bay Ya to settle the situation. Eventually, the Irate Other Customer stormed off, no doubt to tell tales of narrowly escaping with his life from a vicious pit bull.
Panicked Dog Dad thanked me for sticking up for him and Wally (the Giant, Toothy, Square-Headed Individual), and went on his way.
For some reason, this whole ordeal made me come up with a contest idea:
I want you take a picture of your ‘dangerous’ bully breed dog, in a ‘dangerous act’, captioned describing the threat he or she presents, and e-mail it to me at RunaMuck.Ranch@Yahoo.com. Use pretty aggressive language in your captions.
Let me give you some examples of what I’m looking for:
My Otis used to sleep with his head on my face. Sometimes his head would slide to the side, and my mouth and nose would get trapped under his lip. CLEARLY this was his attempt to smother me to death. A picture of that situation captioned appropriately would have been great!
I know of a certain pit bull on another blog, I won’t mention Rufus by name, who proved he is a complete failure as a jogging buddy. To his mom, he poses the threat of putting her back out if she tries to take him jogging because she’ll have to carry him home. A photo of Mom struggling under Rufus dead weight with an appropriate caption would be perfect!
Be creative and have fun with it!
If you’re possessive of your photos, please don’t enter. I want them all freely shareable on social media, and if someone happens to share pics that come up on internet searches of ‘dangerous pit bulls’, all the better! Let’s sprinkle the truth where the haters look!
Submit pictures from now until November 30. All pictures will be posted by December 5 and voting will begin.
The winner gets:
1. The Run A Muck Ranch Sarah Mug
2. An 8 x 10 of the Official Run A Muck Ranch Photo
3. An 8 oz (possibly 16 depending on how the oven behaves) package of Peanut Butter Run A Munchies.
(Small print: prizes provided shipped to US residents. If the winner happens to be outside the US, that winner would have to pay the difference in shipping).
Tell all your pit bull peeps to send in their photos! I’ll start posting previews as I get them!
EDIT: WE HAVE A HATER WHO CHIMED IN ON THE COMMENTS. I WILL NOT DELETE THE COMMENT AS THE DISCUSSION CAN NEVER BE REPEATED ENOUGH.
I HAVE DEALT WITH THIS PERSON BEFORE. IF YOU’RE GOING TO RESPOND, MAKE SURE TO HAVE YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT, AND LINK TO YOUR SOURCES. ONE WAY WE HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE HATE IS TO SHOW OTHERS JUST HOW RIDICULOUS AND WEAK THE HATERS’ (PLURAL – NOT JUST THIS ONE) ARGUMENTS ARE. IF FACT CAN ONLY BE COUNTERED WITH OPINION BASED ON WATCHING WAY TOO MUCH TV, AND STORIES OF WHAT HAPPENED TO THE COUSIN OF SOMEONE’S HAIRDRESSER, THERE COMES A TIME WHEN IT IS THE HATERS THEMSELVES THAT WILL CAUSE THE UNDECIDED TO PONDER WHAT THE TRUTH REALLY IS. SO, YOU CAN HAVE A LITTLE LENIENCY WITH A COME BACK LIKE I DID WITH MY HUG STATEMENT, BUT IF YOU’RE GOING TO STOOP TO HER LEVEL AND JUST RANT, I WILL DELETE YOUR COMMENTS AND REPLIES.