Bad Dogs and NO
The other night I was running at midnight. Long and hard day at work, came home and fell asleep. Woke up around 12:00 and decided to lace up the jogging shoes and run my block four times (about 1.5 miles). Not normal but worked for me but not a charging dog one of my neighbors had let out of the house unleashed to do his business. When I run, I often get into a zone of sorts where I am focusing on the run and not super attentive to all the details around me except for trucks and cars. Dogs, like Jacks-in-the-Boxes, often shock me back into the here and now by their barking, and occasional charge and attack mode. My neighbor's dog was in full speed ahead with jaws ready to pounce when I yelled NO at forcefully as I could. The dog stopped in his tracks about 1 foot away, stunned. I proceeded to yell NO until he backed up and retreated. There was a nanosecond that seemed like eternity where I had to decide whether I was going to kick the dog is his face, stand my ground, or tur