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Originally Posted by West Ender
I've still got the scars on my arm from when a bull mastiff bit me, a confirmed dog-lover, in 1994. All I did was knock on its door and speak to its master's son and it tried to kill me.
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Strange you should say that today as I was taking about bull mastiffs this morning.
As a child I lived opposite a pair, a mother and son.
They got out one day and ripped a border collie pup to bits as its owner and her young daughter walked it.
They then turned on my young sister, she was about 8. She stood still and told it to go away. She was lucky. Her friend was not. He ran. One of the dogs chased he and dragged him to the ground. It mawled he so badly the muscle it his upper arm was hanging out of his arm. It took months until he could even lift his arm a small amount.
While this was going one the bull mastif owners father, who lived with them, came out to deal with them. They ignored him and carried on attacking the boy. He was hitting the dog with a plank on wood.
Another neighbour had been fixing the guttering on his house, he was hitting the dog on the head with a claw hammer. Amazingly it was just bouncing off.
My dad had gone outside to rescue my sister, he was hitting the dog with a toy trailer from a kiddie peddle tractor, agin with no effect.
Eventually the dogs owner came outside and called the dogs. They responded instantly and went to him. He took them to the vets and they were destroyed the same day.
These animals were well looked after, well trained (they answered their owners voice instantly), very friendly and in good health.
Thinking back almost 30 years to that reminds me that dogs are animals, unpredictable animals that can turn on a child or adult at anytime.
The dangerous dogs act is almost unworkable and picks only certain breeds. Maybe all dongs over a certain weight should be banned.
I don't know the answer but I do know that watching a 10 stone plus dog ripping an 8 year old boy to bits is not a pleasant child hood memory.