I had to “fight” a dog this morning.

Neighbors pitbulls got out. One of them is fairly calm but the other is super aggresive. We have to set up to work this morning and I told them to fuck off. One listened, the other kept barking and ran toward me growling. Being near the back of my car I picked up the nearest thing I could swing which happened to be the cover of this electric headcutter and I smacked him with it. He stumbled and kept barking but backed up across the street. I then got in the car, chased them across the street back to their home and beeped the horn until the owner put them back in the yard.

I feel really good about myself. 5 years ago I would have been scared but I felt super brave standing up and taking charge. I have what it takes to be a hero because I beat up a dog.