The dachshund has got to be the meanest little snarling, barking and biting dog to ever exist.
I think some Chiwawas are ranked up there as well. ?????ÿ
Little and yapping anklebiters of any breed.?ÿ The big ones normally give you a variety of warnings before heading your way.
I read an article written in the 1920s by a guy who had been a burglar. He said, "A dog in the house prohibits burglary. And the smaller the dog, the louder he prohibits."
Many moons ago I worked at a place that had two dobermanns that guarded the premises at night. From them I learned to only approach a dog with my left hand. They were trained to not trust anyone using their right hand.?ÿ?ÿ
I don't own a dog but carry treats for them.?ÿ
From experience I'm a firm believer of the "smaller is fiercer" school of thought.?ÿ My neighbor has a dachshund, Prince.?ÿ He's a yapper.?ÿ I asked my neighbor if he minds well.?ÿ His reply was, "He minds if he wants to".?ÿ
I've only been violated by one dog while surveying.?ÿ I walked out of a brushy creek into a residential back yard.?ÿ As I made it to the top of bank I saw a Collie about 30 yards away come down off the porch and head straight for me.?ÿ I took a defensive stand and raised a 4' range pole to let the dog know I wasn't to be trifled with...the dog leaped from 15' away and had my wrist in its jaws before I knew it.?ÿ A 100 pound dog can shake a grown-ass man like a rag doll.?ÿ I was dog bit on both arms, my face, the back of my thighs and my ankles.?ÿ I thought I was going to bleed to death.?ÿ The dog was oblivious to the few good smacks I got in with the range pole.
A nine year old boy finally came out and called "Valentine" off me...she immediately ceased and went back to the porch.?ÿ I had to endure a tongue lashing from the boys mother for hitting her dog.?ÿ I bled all over the place.
The scariest part of it all was that the dog never made a sound.?ÿ Not even while she was chewing me to pieces.?ÿ
Have a couple Tibetan Mastiffs, run a hundred plus pounds each. Don't bother locking my doors. Anyone thinking of trying to get in when I'm not around will quickly realize it's not worth a trip to the ER. Crazy thing is I can take them to a dog park and they get along great with everybody, but once they're?ÿ through that gate, they're all business.?ÿ
Been chewed on a few times and have the scars. No matter the size or breed of the dog, they all have teeth and will use them if they're defending something/someone or scared.?ÿ
My son has a Doxy, absolutely adores his people (including us, we get the joyous Doxy greeting when he sees us, grandma spoils him too). Everyone else is viewed with extreme, often loud suspicion.
The dachshund has got to be the meanest little snarling, barking and biting dog to ever exist.
Local news had a funny video of a Dachshund bravely trotting over and big dog barking at a couple of police K9s who were very disciplined and professionally ignored the little dog. Daughter had a big potentially mean dog who quietly but menacingly bit the air in the general direction of son's Dachshund when they met, somehow the little bonehead got the message LOL. He never again so much as peeped at the big dog.
Years ago I worked in the north of England as a consulting engineer, alongside a local contractor's foreman, and it was my job to oversee what they were doing, which was farm settling pond rehabilitation after the Y2K foot-and-mouth cleanup. We did 600 farms, and had a blast. One morning in early winter we rock up to a farmhouse and I knock on the door. Folk inside open door, and at about 2 feet off the ground and slightly above the speed of sound, out flies a vibrating?ÿ fur-ball torpedo of a full grown dog, a little smaller than the average cat. Surprisingly in full flight it got its jaws open wide enough to latch onto my left knee cap and the force knocked my leg out an I hit the canvas. Everyone else thought that was the funniest thing ever, none more so than the foreman, and after we'd done our dealings, he tried to give the farmer's wife a 10 pound note in thanks.
From reading your posts it seems like you have a natural propensity towards attracting the less desirable jobs of surveying. You consistently attract clients with some sort of human deficiency, with animals that bite, insects that sting and bite, and, in the future probably somebody (human) bites too! ?????ÿ
I remember measuring up a house for a "footprint" survey.?ÿ The entire time we were in the back yard I had a 2 pound chihuahua attached to my pant's leg...snarling and tugging.?ÿ Wish I had a video of that.
@flga-pls-2-2
Not sure if that was meant for me but I do get some winners. As for dachshund it did not bite me but it sure wanted to. Even after its master, my client grabbed it and picked it up. That little vicious creature was the smallest yet most fearless dog I have ever seen and that is the way every single on of those dachshunds breeds are and I can't help but wonder if that was by design or accident.
@flga-pls-2-2
Not sure if that was meant for me but I do get some winners. As for dachshund it did not bite me but it sure wanted to. Even after its master, my client grabbed it and picked it up. That little vicious creature was the smallest yet most fearless dog I have ever seen and that is the way every single on of those dachshunds breeds are and I can't help but wonder if that was by design or accident.
Dachshunds were bred to chase badgers down their holes, so yes, they were bred to be fearless mean little dogs.
Dachshunds are said to be "a half a dog tall and a dog and a half long".?ÿ
In South Georgia we have gopher tortoises, think of a smaller version of the Galapagos Tortoise.?ÿ My sister has a dachshund that has killed several of these gophers by going down their holes.?ÿ If he catches one above ground they will withdraw their heads but can't completely withdraw their feet.?ÿ He will gnaw off all four feet.
Andy
See, those things are just downright mean little bast!@ds.
I hope the little bruiser can smell 'em. Us Southern Cracker Hic's (and damn proud of it) know what else is in gopher holes.?ÿ
I have 3 doxies. My pack is named ??Damage Incorporated?... death from the ankles down. ?ÿThey do think they are 10?? tall and bullet proof. And yes as a breed they are independent thinkers. I have adapted. I have been bitten by 3 dogs in my life... one of them being my mother??s dachshund when I was a teen. ?ÿUnbeknownst to me, she had given him a biscuit which he buried in a pile of grass in the backyard. He was sitting by the clump of grass and when I went over to investigate, he jumped up and bit me in the crotch. My dad got a good laugh out of it. Me not so much.
