Staved off pit bull charge

I had just awakened from a fitful night's sleep, took care of my usual morning constitutional, donned on my hiker's uniform sans walking stick. Left it at Heart Construction yesterday.

Just 5 doors down from the Nelsons as I left Prescott Street and turned onto Prentice, a large gray pit bull charged me, unprovoked, from across Prentice St and got within 5-8 feet of me. I then pulled out my pepper spray and kept it aimed at the ogre's ugly face.

This fearsome beast began enveloping me in ever tighter circles when his owner, a 20 something Mexican man, attempted to call off the monster but to no avail. Demanding the kid to grab this hellion he stubbornly refused to get in between me and this demonic brute fearing for his own life.

In desperation as the swine came in for the kill he yelled at me to shoot it with my pepper spray. Taking the kid's cue I then released the contents at the hell hound hitting him, but, only indirectly near his face. Forced to release a second fulsalade of my hot pepper spray I scored a direct hit on that Falstaffian repugnant mug!

The evil hell bitch finally broke off her attack and ran away whimpering like the true coward she is.

The last I saw of that corpulent pale gray gargoyle she was being chased by her now very angry master.

I continued on my way unscathed rewarding myself with a sausage egg McMuffin at the nearby McDonalds.  Battling hell hounds early in the morning stirs up a mighty hunger!

However, not looking forward to walking back as there are no good alternative routes back to the house. Yikes! But, I will be ready this time and will show no mercy.

I learned a few things from this unprovoked attack. It pays to stand your ground showing no fear but rather anger. I am not a coward, but, pit bulls have always scared me originating out of several previous experiences with this demonic breed while adjusting hurricane claims in various territories around the US.

With all due respect to Theodore Roosevelt, my new philosophy is to speak loudly AND carry a big stick AND pepper spray when walking. In fact, I am now seriously considering getting a concealed carry permit and buying a handgun. I have been too lackadaisical about my personal protection.

My one picture unfortunately, doesn't show the beast but shows the kid following the dog back to his home. I didn't possess the wherewithal to turn on my phone and take pictures/videos.

Coincidentally, later this morning I am taking Jeremy Nelson to the Denver Zoo. But, I doubt we will see any animal more barbaric and savage as that cruel gray man-eater of Prentice Street!