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I live on a mountain, Spanish Mastiff got out of his field and went for my dog, but I always carry a thick solid oak stick with a fistsized knot in the end of it up here.
Knocked the fucker out, thought I´d killed it but after a minute it got up shook its head and went back into its field. it´s learned now, it stays in the field.
Scary though as they´re big bastard dogs.
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