This morning at 4:30am I had the scare of a lifetime. If I NEVER go through it again I will be ok, but something says I probably will.
I took amelia out for her morning potty. Thank god I have an outside light. She was doing her normal thing and on a trail of some critter. She is always on a trail of something. Bear in mind I have 3 acres but only maintain the first acre. Anyway, she ventured over behind the garage (this is her normal poopie spot) which is still in the light. I had my back to my house and amelia was against the fence on the farside of my house behind my garage. All of the sudden I felt the need to turn around (thank god). As I turned around there was a rather large black and white pitbull coming towards us with his head down (aparently on a scent trail, maybe) walking very very slowly. I backed up closer to Amelia and locked her leash down short. At that point she saw him coming towards us. I thought OMG, 2 pits going at it with me in the middle........ scared the bagebus out of me. Thankfully she didn't bark or growl, but she did lunge towards him. But with her leash locked down short she didn't go far, but her tags jingled. He heard that and raised his head. My heart was beating ninety to nothing. At this point I realized he had been coming up my driveway in the pitch darkness when we came off the porch. He was maybe 20 feet from us at this point. He put his head back down and started his slow pace again. I took amelia as far out as I could, into the darkness (worried about snakes too) along the high grass through the trees around of the front of the house. All the time praying that he hadn't turned around and was waiting for us. He had been between us and the front steps (no other way into the house at that point). We got to the front side of the house and amelia lunged again and her tags jingled again. He stopped but didn't turn around. I pulled amelia up the 4 steps and shut the short gate on my porch. I knew if he took off running towards us he would beat us to the steps and even if we won the foot race, he could easily clear the gate. It is a short gate. As soon as we got back in the house I looked out the window and he was gone. Have no idea where he went, where he came from (I had never seen him before, not one of the normal dogs around there) or if he was sick or anything. Now I am scared that he might come back. Thankfully Amelia did not do her normal barking or growling. I was very proud of her. When we went back out around 6am for her last potty before I leave for work, she was looking for him (as was I, but for different reasons I am sure). I couldn't call anyone, didn't have my cell phone.
Do you think there was something wrong with this dog?