Along our walk today at our quiet (few dogs and people) off leash park, we came across a man and his Weimaraner female puppy, about the same age as Kipawa. The guy says nothing to us as we pass, but I comment on the beautiful colour of his dog. His dog is not off leash, but Kipawa greets the dog. The guy then lets his dog off leash. We start to turn around to go in a different direction and then I hear growling and by the time I get to the dogs, Kipawa and the Weimaraner are snarling and growling. The guy says to me "get your fcking dog off of mine or I am going to kick it, you fcking stupid people". He kept rambling on about us being stupid. The guy was losing it big time.
I got Kipawa's collar and pulled him towards me. I saw a small puncture mark on his side and a mouth mark near his hip. So I told the guy that HIS dog had bit our dog. I must admit I was not in a "balanced" state when I said it. The guy got more vile and said he would kick my ass too. Meanwhile Darrel is still merrily rolling along in his wheelchair, making his way up one of the paths. :rolleyes: By the time he gets to the action, I am telling the guy "try it, I'll have the cops here in no time" when he keeps saying he will kick both of us.
The guy and his dog, unleashed, start walking away. I put Kipawa on his leash because I did not want him going back there. What is it with some people? This guy was a powder keg (is that the right term?) ready to blow. On our way out, we warned a couple who were walking their dog off leash to watch out for this guy and his dog. While Kipawa and their dog played, I gave them a description of the man, and they then continued their walk, with their dog off leash.
That man was not "right", and I think neither was his dog. Kipawa is crashed out beside me right now. That was awfully hard on him. But I was happy that on our way out he was able to play with the friendly border collie/shepherd mix.
We left the park and went to Home Depot in Surrey to get cement cleaner. Darrel stayed in the van with Kipawa. I got the cleaner and we headed home, having a relaxation pit stop at Tim Hortons - sandwiches for supper, a few donuts and an ice cappucino for me. I'm a calm person, but this resulted in me needing food therapy!