I consider myself a fairly "even keeled" sort of bloke, but my danders well and truly up!.
I have an early morning run that takes me out of town and down some very picturesque bridleways bordered by feilds. Every time I reach a particular stretch of the route I see the same guy wandering along with a lead in his hand...distinclty minus dog...10 seconds later all hell breaks loose when a n Alsatian the size of a mini metro charges through the bushes bordering the adjacent fields snarling and snapping at my shoulder blades!. "eee wont urt yu...ees just bein freindly"...I'm told by a sniggering owner.
This has happened about a dozen times and as yet I have lost no blood...only enduring tatters to various peices of runnig kit until my assailant is eventually restrained and my near hysterical rebuke has been discharged
"use another route" I hear you say..."why should I!"..next time it could be a litttle kid!!. I don't dislike animals but I'm seriously thinking of copping this one a serous swipe across the jowls...any similar experiences...any ideas