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So I took Jak (and hubby had Gypsy) for a walk today up at the new apartment complex (not as scary as the new housing development, and it's a longer walk). Both were wearing their backpacks to get used to carrying them. About 10 minutes into it, as we passed a van where a guy in a wheelchair was being lowered to the ground (there were three or four people standing around at the rear of the van out in the parking lot), this vicious chihuahua came roaring out of nowhere, tiny fangs beared and dripping, and started seriously going after Jak! Of course it wasn't leashed - it wasn't even wearing a collar. Jak didn't go after it; he was more startled than anything, but it was RIGHT under his nose jumping up and down, yapping and snarling like crazy, and biting at his feet; and he was just looking at it like "what the heck is THIS thing supposed to be, anyway? He never hackled, or barked, or lunged at it, or anything; I was SO proud of him. Can you guess what the people standing around were doing? Yep - absolutely nothing. They all just stood there and watched, and I just kept on going, praising the heck out of Jak because he wasn't trying to eat the little horrid evil creature, and tried to stay calm and not make a big deal of it (and held my tongue about the chi even being allowed to act that way - it's a GOOD THING Jak did behave, because he easily could have snatched up the little dog and done serious damage, even though he might not have meant to).
He behaved MUCH better than I thought he would have. WHEW!!!
He behaved MUCH better than I thought he would have. WHEW!!!