Yesterday morning began as most others. About 7:30AM I left the house for my normal 1-hour/3.5 mile walk around the neighborhood. It was Beautiful.
At about 8AM three very large, very fast, very mean pit bulls attacked me from behind; I never saw them coming and there was no barking, circling, or growling, just a full blown Attack! In an instant it became clear to me these dogs intended to kill 'ol Casey and I needed to do something immediately or Sandy'd be reading about me in today's obit's.
Fortunately I walk with a standard trekking-type pole. It's a piss-poor weapon, but when it's the only thing available, it probably made the difference. I was in the open, so retreat wasn't an option either.
I ended up with some pretty respectable bites behind my right leg (they were trying to "hamstring" me to take me down), but I managed to keep upright and keep fighting. I think I did some damage to a couple of the dogs but I didn't see any blood other than mine; but wasn't for lack of trying.
The dogs were captured and quarantined, and I drove myself to the ER over in Cottonwood and got fixed up. Much better now, but still kinda sore. ...but the dog's are still in Jail, so I guess it was a 'draw.
Turns out the dogs were being taken care of by some folks who'd kid's were over in California. The dog's got out, and I guess I was the only thing between them and Freedom.
Lots of oldsters walk the loop around here. If it had been one of them, I'm quite sure there would have been a fatality. Three pit bulls do keep one pretty busy during an attack.
Other than that it's been pretty quiet.
Casey
Lake Montezuma, AZ
At about 8AM three very large, very fast, very mean pit bulls attacked me from behind; I never saw them coming and there was no barking, circling, or growling, just a full blown Attack! In an instant it became clear to me these dogs intended to kill 'ol Casey and I needed to do something immediately or Sandy'd be reading about me in today's obit's.
Fortunately I walk with a standard trekking-type pole. It's a piss-poor weapon, but when it's the only thing available, it probably made the difference. I was in the open, so retreat wasn't an option either.
I ended up with some pretty respectable bites behind my right leg (they were trying to "hamstring" me to take me down), but I managed to keep upright and keep fighting. I think I did some damage to a couple of the dogs but I didn't see any blood other than mine; but wasn't for lack of trying.
The dogs were captured and quarantined, and I drove myself to the ER over in Cottonwood and got fixed up. Much better now, but still kinda sore. ...but the dog's are still in Jail, so I guess it was a 'draw.
Turns out the dogs were being taken care of by some folks who'd kid's were over in California. The dog's got out, and I guess I was the only thing between them and Freedom.
Lots of oldsters walk the loop around here. If it had been one of them, I'm quite sure there would have been a fatality. Three pit bulls do keep one pretty busy during an attack.
Other than that it's been pretty quiet.
Casey
Lake Montezuma, AZ