Join Date: Mar 2007
Location: Lee's Summit, MO (formally Franklin, MA)
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My two GSD's and Great Pyrenees did save us once.
The GSD that was the bravest, was only one year old at the time, maybe younger and we had just rescued her the week before.
I remember this day so clearly, my husband had his work van parked in from of the house, cutting some tile for our kitchen floor. I was 9 months pregnant, watching out the front door. A car with teenagers sped down my street very fast. About a half hour went by and they drove by again, so my husband screamed "Slow down!" Next thing you know, they squealed their brakes, backed up, and asked my husband what he said, so he said "I told you to slow down."
Two of them got out of the car, and started chasing my husband with a knife. My husband was able to get back into the house, just as one of the kids was ripping the screen of our screen door and gashing our wooden door. Meanwhile, I am in the front room, with my windows on the farmer's porch wide open. The kid comes to the window with the knife, I grab two of my dogs one GSD and one Pyr who were going ballistic ( like an idiot, because I don't want them gettting hurt ), the new rescued GSD goes right to the window baring her teeth. The kid sees Nikki right there, and sees the two other dogs about ten feet behind her, puts down his arm and goes running back to his truck and runs away.
Luckily, many neighbors saw this happen, and somebody took the description and the cops found them. There were many warrants for that kids arrest.
I always felt safe with those three dogs.
Marie, Brady, MacKenzie, Sailor, Kennedy and Junie
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