When I was in the Philippines my neighbor had a Pit-bull to keep the Filipinos from robbing him blind. I went over to his house one day and as was my custom I put my hand down so the dog would get my scent before coming in.

The dog came up and sniffed my hand and as I pulled my hand back he lunged at me snapping away. I pulled my fist back to punch the dog and as I punched he bit at my hand, and my hand went right into his mouth.

He clamped down, started mawing on my hand, I carried him over and beat his head against the wall until he was unconscious.

My Neighbor wasn't there, and my hand was a bloody mess, so I left the dog lying there, went home and cleaned my hand up as best I could, but it stated swelling until it was almost the size of a basketball. I had to go to the hospital and they gave me all kinds of shots, and they had to have him bring the dog in for rabies testing.

But that dog never came near me again.
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