Instinct is part of any dog's nature. Just like I said about herding dogs, the right trigger can cause those decades or even centuries of breeding to come to the surface and take over. I wasn't just talking about a Pit Bull's killing instinct, but the instinct of all dogs that, when triggered, can and most likely will take over. Even the very best trained dogs slip from time to time and revert to an instinctive behavior. Their owners/handlers usually get this behavior under control relatively quickly, but not always. In the case of a Pit Bull, by the time that behavior is brought back under control, it could be too late, primarily because the owner was unprepared to deal with the behavior.
As I've already told you, the neighboring Pit Bull Terriers (PBT) invaded my yard, slipped under the gate to my garden and apparently chased my rooster around, eventually killing him. I didn't hear any commotion, but by the time I realized it had happened, it was far too late to do anything other than capture the dogs and call the neighbor to come get them. In retrospect, the hens seem happier that the rooster is gone. He was getting a bit too aggressive with them of late and the dogs probably did me a favor by getting rid of him. Who knows? Maybe the rooster went after them first. If he'd gone inside the coup like the hens did, he'd have survived the incident I'm sure. None of that changes the fact that the dogs shouldn't have been on my property in the first place, but what's done is done.
This was another in a long line of events characterized by these two particular PBTs getting out and roaming the area. From what I've seen, the dogs are not aggressive towards humans. Quite the opposite actually. When I've had to deal with them, they were very affectionate towards me. I'm of the opinion that if they were properly trained and cared for, their escape and behavior problems would probably disappear.
After discovering them in my garden lingering over the carcass of that chicken, I had every right to kill them, but did not. For one thing, I don't hold the dogs responsible for being what they are. Secondly, I don't believe I could have brought myself to actually shoot them (or any other dog for that matter), especially when they trotted up to me with the, "Look what we found!" expression on their faces. I do, however hold their owner 100% responsible. Those dogs should have never been on my property to begin with. I've explained this to my neighbor several times and explained that other residents may be frightened by the dogs (because they are PBTs) and elect to settle the issue by simply killing the dogs, which would be sad. The neighbor explained that efforts will be made, yet again, to keep the dogs in their yard. I've heard that excuse before. We shall see.
Pretty much any dog lover has his/her favorite breed, myself included. But in my experience, PBT owners seem to think that this breed of dog is like any other breed and can be pampered and babied to the point that it will no longer respond to an instinctive drive to kill things. I don't need to own or drive a Ferrari to know that it's a high performance sports car built for speed and maneuverability, and I don't need to own a PBT to know that the breed was established with sole intent of being a pit fighting dog. It's not as if this breed was bred to hunt game or herd livestock and was subsequently hijacked to become a fighting dog. The PBT breed has its very roots in bull baiting and dog fighting. As I've said over and over again, the breed was brought into existence to kill things for sport. The dogs that were allowed to stud were those that exhibited a greater prowess in the killing pit, not those who were more affectionate or slow to attack.
In summation, my problem is not with the dog or the breed, it's with the owners. You should definitely acknowledge that even the sweetest PBT is the descendant of the best pit fighting killers and could potentially respond to that instinct in a negative way. Own the dog, love the dog, train the dog, but always be on guard for that instinct to come rushing to the surface and be prepared to deal with it before someone or another animal gets hurt or killed. Pretending it doesn't exist is reckless.
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