I’m a big 6’1" man, and generally a lover of dogs, but I’m exactly the same. I once had a massive German shepherd barrel up to me at full tilt, no owner in sight, and launch itself into my belly. It was being friendly, as it happens, but that’s hardly much comfort when a 30kg bundle of muscle and claws hurls itself at you at a full sprint.
The owner, when they materialised a few moments later, was a middle aged woman who chuckled about how “he’s a big softy, he just wants attention”. Like, sure, but it would have been small comfort if I’d been a 10 year old child or something. Keep that “lovable scamp” on a fucking lead if you can’t keep them to heel…
I’m a big 6’1" man, and generally a lover of dogs, but I’m exactly the same. I once had a massive German shepherd barrel up to me at full tilt, no owner in sight, and launch itself into my belly. It was being friendly, as it happens, but that’s hardly much comfort when a 30kg bundle of muscle and claws hurls itself at you at a full sprint.
The owner, when they materialised a few moments later, was a middle aged woman who chuckled about how “he’s a big softy, he just wants attention”. Like, sure, but it would have been small comfort if I’d been a 10 year old child or something. Keep that “lovable scamp” on a fucking lead if you can’t keep them to heel…