Phobia

I've told it several times. Walking my neutered bitch lab to the mailbox in my neighborhood. I'm on the neighbor's sidewalk 20 feet from my front door when a strange dog comes trotting down the street. I assumed both dogs were going to sniff butts and we'd keep heading to the mailbox. Instead, the other dog immediately latched onto my lab's neck and wouldn't let go. I destroyed my weedwacker trying to beat that dog off my lab. I finally knocked him out and my lab ran to the back yard. Shortly thereafter a teenager comes running down the street looking for his dog. I got his number and phoned his mother later that day. She told me the dog was a pit and had gotten loose and that she was planning to dispose of it especially considering the latest incident.