Walking 2 of our dogs through the woods, and in the middle of a good conversation (aka not paying attention to the pups) we hear screaming and sounds of dog blowing up from around the corner on the trail. Yeah….. The same trail that Jax had just run down.
I have the dogs on remote collars for recall, but…. no matter what some people say, I’m not using them to break aggression! But that’s a rant for another time. Anyway…..
I go sprinting around the corner towards the sound of what I’m sure is gonna be the event that gets Jax put down. As I round the bend, I see a big ol Pit Bull. But he’s not blowing up. There’s still someone screaming. I have the split second fear that Jax is mauling this person. I want to puke.
I keep running, and that’s when I see Jax come back to this Pit at the end of the trail and they start……..
PLAYING.
Seriously.
Playing. Nicely. Appropriately.
Holy shit.
For another split second, I couldn’t process why this woman was still screaming. Or why there was still a dog blowing up. I get to the end of the trail. And there’s this woman with another dog on a leash, who’s just blowing up at Jax. And the woman is screaming at her own dog!
And, here’s the funny part. She starts apologizing to me!
I asked if she was ok, and she kept saying, “you’re dog is no problem. I’m so sorry. It’s my fault” etc….
I hooked Jax up and we left. His new buddy tried to come with us, but eventually went back to the screaming lady.
I literally cried a little.
My little man has come so far.
There may be something to this dog training shit.