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https://foxbaltimore.com/news/nation-world/woman-attacked-killed-by-pack-of-dogs-in-walker-county

Mother of 4 killed by pack of dogs in Walker County

WALKER COUNTY, Ala. (WBMA) — UPDATE: Authorities identified the woman killed as 36-year-old Ruthie Brown of Jasper.

Her family told ABC 33/40 she was the mother of four children. All boys.

The Walker County Sheriff's Office is investigating after they say a woman was killed by a pack of dogs.

The attack happened Monday afternoon in Nauvoo on Jagger Road. Police said the victim was an adult woman but she was not identified.

The sheriff's office said some of the dogs have been captured.
 
cool arrow said:
that's a sh!tty way to go out, that poor woman suffered a terrible death

Yeah, ugly way to go, watched the french merc's sic their dogs on a weedmonkey, one ugly ending, absolutely terrible, was my thought 30 years later.
Rj
 
I was still kind of new to AZ being here less than a year and had ridden out on the motorcycle on to the Gila reservation in search of photos. I am shooting some stuff and hear a rustle behind me.

There stood what could only be a scene from a Disney movie gone bad.

A pack of mongrel dogs of maybe 15 or so from little tiny chihuahuas to shepherd type mutts and everything in between and they were in various stages of disrepair. Ear chewed off here, one eye on that one, kinked tail on another.

This was a bad ass street gang in canine form.

Now .. I am in the middle of nowhere and near nothing. My motorcycle is some 30 yds away and I would have to run to it and get it started.

They are kind of growling .. amused... and I half expected one of them to ask if I had any change. "Yo man you got a dime"

I look around and pick up what appears to be a hefty branch .. but you desert dwellers knows what happens to branch left on the ground for a bit ... Yup .. I pick it up to raise it over my head to look menacing and the Fukin branch just breaks off right where it meets my hand and falls on the ground. I am left holding a terrible excuse for a Kubaton.

The dogs meanwhile turn with thier back to me .. I felt a little like a bitch at this point that they were so unconcerned they turned from me and ... they calmly walk about 5 feet out and turned to stop and look at me. They stood there in a semi circle some sat ... all zombie like staring at me and seemed none to concerned about 8 yds out.

I was armed but I knew enough that letting off shots on the Reservation was going to be at least as bad as messing with these dogs and except for barking and growling .. they didn't seem like they were going to attack .. they seemed bored and I was the entertainment. I swear I have seen the same behavior in Brooklyn street gangs.

There was no way I was making it to the bike and I couldn't use a gun and I was getting annoyed. I knew turning my back wasnt a smart move as I had trained guard dogs years earlier. Finally I took out a knife and said as fiercely as I could remember from the days of my youth .. Come on bitches. You want some come get it.

To that .. they simply, as if on cue .. got up very calmly and walked away. No running no trotting no excitement .. just ... meh .. we cant eat him so lets move on. With that and the Bowery boys gone .. I got on my bike and got out of dodge.

One of my first truly AZ moments!! :)
 
If you were so worried about the Reservation Cops and thus scared to shoot, why in the world did you even take the gun? You're are an extremely lucky man to have escaped that type of situation.
 
gunpoorboy1 said:
If you were so worried about the Reservation Cops and thus scared to shoot, why in the world did you even take the gun? You're are an extremely lucky man to have escaped that type of situation.

Like many here ... If I have pants on I have a gun. I'm also a long time photo buff. Like most motorcyclist I get the wanderlust. Wasn't really headed to the reservation... Was just out going where the front wheel took me.

At the time I rode a Triumph Bonneville. While it's not exactly a dual sport it was nimble as hell and managed packed earth really well.

So off in the far distance ... Some awesome mountains and what looks like a little stand of trees. No road and nothing between it and me but empty desert. Stunning riding and the engine sounded so perfect out away from everything.

I had only heard about the heat from bringing a gun on the reservation from the old AZS but like my keys ... I knew I had it but didn't think to much about it.

Until the dogs!

I have discovered a bunch of AZ just out getting lost.
 
Back in 1983 I was stalked and attacked by a three dog pack (German Shepard leader and two Dobie henchman) when I was attending the Defense Language Institute (DLI) in Monterey California. Was headed back up the hill from Cannery Row late at night when I encountered two large and one medium sized healthy dogs with bad attitudes. I'm pretty sure they all had escaped from someone's house based on their clean appearance and good condition.

For those unfamiliar with DLI, it sits on top of a hill overlooking Monterey harbor. Don't know about now but back then it had wooded areas with trails. And that's where I was on the way back to the barracks when I met these "characters' who immediately began stalking me. After approximately 150 yards or so of them sizing me up and me doing my best to convince them I was not going to be easy prey, that big bastard Shepard lunged at me. I connected with my combat boot and knocked his ass over. They followed me a bit more but decided I wasn't worth the trouble.

I'm pretty sure they were someone's pets that got loose and not trained guard dogs based on their actions and my success at kicking the Shepard. All I know is that was the last thing I expected to deal with on my way up the hill, and I am so glad that wasn't one of those nights I was returning after a bunch of drinks while running the clubs.

I do know firsthand the damage a dog can do with it's teeth. The below before and after pics are from five years ago when I was gnawed on trying to break up a dog fight.... the wrong way. But that's another story.

The very next day I had a big pistol shoot and the affected arm is my primary. I still shot the match but did it solely with my off hand. Didn't score well but I also didn't come in last.
 

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Yeah. I sometimes tell people I got bit by a tiger shark when i was diving just for fun. Lucky for me it was a relatively shallow slashing bite that didn't damage anything important even if is rather large. As I mentioned it really was my fault in how I introduced myself into the dog fight. The dog that bit me (mine) was trying to get the other dog (mine) when he tagged me. He immediately let go when he got me. In fact when our eyes met I swear he said, "That doesn't taste like dog.....Oh Shit!"

The below picture is the hounds in a typical, normal moment. The tan one on the left is the one that "got" me and the one in the middle was his target. Both weigh around 65 pounds.
 

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Limper said:
Yeah. I sometimes tell people I got bit by a tiger shark when i was diving just for fun. Lucky for me it was a relatively shallow slashing bite that didn't damage anything important even if is rather large. As I mentioned it really was my fault in how I introduced myself into the dog fight. The dog that bit me (mine) was trying to get the other dog (mine) when he tagged me. He immediately let go when he got me. In fact when our eyes met I swear he said, "That doesn't taste like dog.....Oh s***!"

The below picture is the hounds in a typical, normal moment. The tan one on the left is the one that "got" me and the one in the middle was his target. Both weigh around 65 pounds.

I had a couple buddies on NYPD years ago. They told me ... they NEVER break up fights! When they were done with the academy and were working with their trainer ... the trainer told them "never break up fights"

"That is how you get hurt"

You let the combatants beat the sh*t out of each other then arrest the winner who at this point is exhausted. Seems to be maybe some kernel of wisdom to it!! Dont know if it applies to dogs but .. seeing your wound .. I think it might!! :shock:
 
Best punch I've ever taken was trying to break a chick fight. That won't happen again.
 
The one that got me, Carson, is a pit mix but the other one started the fight. Carson is 10 years old and has never shown aggressive tendencies. He does have powerful jaws. I guarantee that if I wasn't sure that he was going for the other dog and attacked me he would not still be here. He immediately let me go when he chomped me and went submissive on his own. My arm, my 2 cents.
 
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