transpired
sunday afternoon that has left our household kinda in the dumps. Late Sunday afternoon Nate and the boys went riding on our property and Jacket aka(the black moron) discovered a raccoon in a live trap in the creek that runs through the middle of our property. Nate rode back up to the house to get me and when we got back down there Jacket was throwing the cage around and the boys were yelling at us to hurry and get him. Nate had to stand in the creek to pick up the cage and somehow it opened and the coon fell out. Jacket was on him in the blink of an eye shaking him to death. The boys and I start screaming and yelling. I'm yelling at
nathan to stop the dog, the boys are yelling at Jacket and Nate. The battle was long and agonizing for all involved, the boys and I are still screaming and crying when Nate rides home to get a gun to put the coon out of his misery but he arrives back to late. By then I am furious at whoever was on the middle of our property setting traps so I haul the large trap up through the woods and head straight for the neighbors. (It reminded me of the
DFACS situation where I was confronting everyone) Nobody was home at the time so as I'm heading up my own drive way I see 2 of the neighbor kids walking by. As they approached the house across the street the
german shepherd over there starts barking (she's harmless) the owner comes out and is hollering for her dog to be quiet, meanwhile Jacket is just coming up from the creek with his prize coon, he hears the barking and commotion and runs over to see whats up. He and the
german shepherd romp for a moment and then the kids start to walk on when suddenly Jacket attacks the boy. I could see everything from the driveway and Jacket was growling and lunging for the boys face. The lady across the street starts running and I start screaming for Nate who is further up the driveway, he takes off like a flash but once again arrives to late. The boy was not bit just scared out of his mind, he didn't have a mark on him I think Jacket saw him moving off and maybe he was protecting his coon that he had dropped or else was still to keyed up from the kill. By now the boys and I are really crying so Nate heads to the boys house while I head back to my neighbors to find the trapper. It was probably one of the most traumatic events the boys and I have experienced and was a little humbling also since I was crying with every neighbor I talked to. To wrap this up the boys parents were not angry, I think we found the
culprits on the backside of our property who do not belong to the neighborhood but have lots of land back there and The Black Moron is gone to my in-laws till we can figure out what to do. The only reason he didn't get a bullet right then was because the boys begged their father not to and Nate agreed that it would add to much drama to an already
volatile situation. We will never bring jacket home and unless my animal trainer
sil takes him back to California he will probably end up being put down. My
sil (trainer) said that he is totally reformable and not vicious but we of course shouldn't risk it, but she can easily make him submit to her while he has always been dominant over us and therein lies the problem. We were just saying that very day how good of a dog he had turned out to be and how glad we were that everything was working out with him.
P.S. for the animal lovers, myself included Nate wasn't going to shoot the dog because he was angry, it was just obvious that he had to go and we couldn't in good conscience give him to somebody else when he has shown aggression. Nate thinks it is way worse to drag him off to the vets (which he hates) and then leave him there to be put down, he thinks it is more humane (although more difficult for him) to just end it quickly. For the boys sake though we may take him in if that would be easier on them. We are doing the out of sight out of mind thing right now with the boys so that when the time comes it won't be as traumatic. (we hope)