Im not sure if this is an appropriate story for this group, delete if you must.
A few years ago I was inside our house bathing our two Mastiff/Great Dane mix farm/livestock protection dogs. They had decided that cow crap was a good scent to roll in.
After the baths, while drying them, I hear my wife screaming outside.
I look out the door to see her with our 20 pound Chuihaua/Corgi mix held above her head with three coyotes leaping for him. Moments before one had him in its mouth but my wife attacked(with her voice
), so the coyote dropped our dog.
In an instant my brain said....357 magnum....shotgun.....then I looked down and remember I had 400 pounds of coyote ass kicking dogs with me.
So, I just opened the door.
The dogs went to work.
Two of the coyotes didnt leave the yard, and the third was run down in the woods and.....um......ended.
These dogs have chased off bears, coyotes, bobcats, "wild" dogs, raccoons.....
In fact, they chased a bear yesterday. They have tangled with black bears and coyotes but never ended anything until this time.
My point is, I honestly believe this time was different because my wife was screaming and our little dog was screeching...... like a psycho.
I will grab a picture of them together when I see them. Here is one from an "incident" last year when he got grounded to the house.
When we adopted them their names were Odin and Thor. But those names didnt do it for us. This is Bubba and his twin brother is Roy.