When we first moves to where we are now a couple neighborhood dogs killed my kids pet rabbits. Now I kill neighborhood dogs that mess around my pets. I tried once to fill the owners in on what was happening. They didn't listen, now I have no problems.
Dog owners never believe that their dogs are getting into mischief. The dog is on the front porch when they leave home and on the front porch when they get home, or in the yard when they go to bed and in the yard when they get up in the AM. Dogs aren't stupid! I know of a couple of instances of dogs killing livestock as far as 15 miles from home and the owner not believing it was their dog until the dog was brought home with a bullet. In one case the owner insisted that the dog must have been shot at home.... though the sheriff had done the shooting!
As a teen, I killed a German Sheppard in the front yard of the house where it lived.... with my bare hands!! The dog had attacked me on the sidewalk, and as it was cold weather I was wearing one of those heavy wool naval coats called a P-coat. When the dog leaped at my face, I put my left arm up so it grabbed my arm instead of my face or throat. My right arm went around behind it's neck, and I went forward, throwing the dog down on it's back with me on top. I rolled around on top of the dog, and managed to bring it's head back far enough to snap it's spine and kill it. The dog attacked the wrong kid!! I had extremely powerful arms as a teen from climbing...I was not a big kid.... only about 5' tall at the time, and about 120 pounds, and it was a relatively young but large German Sheppard....... But I was a all muscle, fueled by rage and adrenaline. When that dog took my arm, I was NOT going to let it get away alive no matter what.
The owner saw part of the tussle.... on his front lawn, and called the cops reporting that I had attacked his dog!!! I'd done nothing more than walk down the sidewalk, nothing to provoke the dog that had come charging at me. His view was that I was "trespassing"..... Apparently I should have stayed on the sidewalk..... but the lawn looked like a lot safer place to land. Needless to say the cops believed my side of the story.... the dog after all was loose, not in a fenced yard in a town with a leash law, and my arm was severely lacerated and required quite a few stitches. He was forced to pay my medical bills as well as the cost of having the postmortem on the dog to test for rabies. He persisted in his idea that I had somehow provoked his dog who would never have behaved that way otherwise.
I never heard anything even remotely like an apology or an admission of any fault or wrongdoing....In his twisted perception of things I was entirely at fault and he and his dog had suffered an injustice. It was a lesson in human nature and stubborn stupidity. I didn't live in that neighborhood, and in fact don't recall ever having walked down that street before. I lived many miles from where I went to school, and had taken a city bus that let me out several miles from home but avoided waiting for a later bus. Normally I rode a bicycle but didn't for some reason that day.... probably because it was cold wet and miserable.
I like most dogs and get along well with nearly all of them, but I have a very low tolerance for unacceptable and uncontrolled behavior. People always say "it's not the dog's fault".... meaning the owner is to blame, but I can't shoot the owner much as I would like to sometimes ;-)...... I've killed a number of dogs over the years in the act of attacking livestock, and one pit bull that had grabbed another dog by the neck.... a 22 round to the head does wonders for the disposition of a pit bull
H.W.