Well i've never really been attacked in the sense of being bitten. The only times i've been bitten were accidents. One time my dog seemed to be having a bad dream, whimpering in his sleep, so I reached over to shake him and wake him up, something I do all the time and never have a problem with. He reflexively bit my hand in his sleep, not really hard but harder than he would when just playing. He then woke up and immediately let go of my fingers. Another time, my dog (not the same one) bit me in the balls, hard. He didn't mean to; he was going for the frisbee in my hand and tragically missed. But I don't think i've ever screamed that loudly before or since lol.
But one time some years ago, when I was a teenager, I was out in my yard in the middle of the night. I'd gone out to do something, can't remember what. I live in a rural, wooded area and there are various kinds of animals around here, from dogs to coyotes to bears and cougars. All of a sudden I hear something growling, like growling in a way like it really meant business. There was no moon that night so it was pitch black, I can see nothing, and I have no idea what this thing is. Could be a dog, could be anything. I think it was most likely a dog, which is why I include it in this post, but I don't know for sure. All I know is the general direction the sound is coming from, and a rough guess at the distance it was away from me. I immediately switch into survival mode. I sure wasn't going to stand there and wait for this thing to come at me, and I was too far away from my house to safely run there (plus the direction this sound was coming from was from a place where it could intercept me if I ran to the house). So I do the fastest thinking i've ever done in my life, calculating the odds of reaching any potential havens around me. I decide on the old truck that my dad has had sitting in the backyard for ages, as the thing closest to me. So I run to that and, so help me God, I can hear this thing f-cking chasing after me. I get to the truck in about 3 seconds, open the back door (it's a pickup with a canopy on the back, and that canopy door was the closest door to me) and leap in, slamming the door shut behind me. I decide that since it's close to dawn, i'll just sit in there for a short time until it starts getting light out and then i'll leave. I sat there for maybe 20 or 30 minutes, until daylight started showing up and I could see around the yard reasonably well, and I cautiously walked back to my house. No sign of the dog or whatever it was.
Needless to say, I was a little paranoid about going out into the yard at night for a while lol. I've gotten over it now though. That was the only incident of its kind that i've ever had.
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Former username Kawada_Shogo
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