It's not immune from attack. We left for our walk with Zara and Oscar this morning fairly early because, as it's now officially the hunting season, we are forced to make considerations for the hunters who converge on the area without any prior consideration for those who might live there. Somehow, by way of either ignorance or arrogance, they seem lack that same courtesy and take over everything because they believe their hunting rights allow them the privilege to do so. The tight forest tracks often become lanes for 4x4 rallies and there have been one or two ocassions when we've had to hurry ourselves and the Dogs out of their way as they sped passed. Then of course, there's their nuisance Dogs to account for. Animals which are set free to wander where ever they choose to and despite them being fitted with expensive tracking devices they always seem to stay lost in the area long after the hunt has finished and the hunter/owners have gone home to share the spoils of the day. Of course the owners make frequent disruptive visits back and forth to the area just to check if their animals have decided to show up again. Last week an attack made by three hunting Dogs on a X Alsation on its own property was so severe the Dog required hours of extensive surgery. Despite the attack being witnessed no one has yet stepped up to the mark and claimed responsibility for the incident. However, back to this morning. We were only a couple of hundred meteres from the house when two Susi Koira (Wolf Dogs) better known to us English speaking folks as Alsations showed up without collars or evidence of any owner in immediate sight. Without hesitation the first Dog lowered its head and charged straight for Oscar and as I quickly pulled Oscar to my side to block the attack the Dog suddenly spotting Zara veered off and went straight in to attack her and my wife. The second Dog instantly joined its mate. My wife was thrown to the floor as the two Dogs tore into Zara and my silly wife, instead of letting Zara free, threw herself over Zara in an attempt to protect her. Let me tell you something for nothing; It's quite a futile challenge restraining an angry 70 kilo plus Dog desperate to protect its loved ones with one hand whilst trying to protect those equally loved ones from serious injury with the other. This initial attack lasted for approximately one minute before the hapless owner finally showed up and then, much to my abject horror, stood and simply watched the melee for a further 20 seconds or more. It wasn't until I shouted at the useless specimen to do something about his Dogs he decided to grab one of them by its tail and back leg and then haul it away to a distance of about 30 metres. Unfortunately for everyone concerned he did not possess a leash for either of his Dogs and so could do nothing more than stand and spectate from his safe distance. FOR F@@KS SAKE LET HER GO! I demanded. Ordering my wife to give Zara a fighting fair chance. But still she insisted to cling to Zara trying her best to protect her whilst the other Dog continued its attack. In the end I saw no other option but to allow Oscar just enough leash to grab the Dog where he could. The decision to do this was based solely on the marks my wife had sustained to her face. In allowing this to happen I also hoped it would bring ther fight to an abrupt end. Oscar took hold of the Dog by its hind quarters and bit down. This instantly diverted the other Dog's attention and with a yelp turned to face its attacker. Zara and my wife where then able to gather themselves up and with the least amount of help from me the Dog managed to wriggle free from a restrained Oscar and high tail its way back to the owner. He, without further concern or consideration for anything but himself, ran off into the forest with his Dogs. We closely examined Zara for injuries and found she had received a puncture wound just above her right eye and four puncture wounds to her upper right front leg two of which have pierced the muscle. She also has clumps of fur missing. By the time we had covered the 200 metres or so back home Zara was almost lame on the wounded leg. Sadly she has to wait until tomorrow before the local Vet will see her because it's not condsidered an emergency case. This attitude stinks and after calling our usual Veterinarian we intend to drive Zara the extra couple of hundred kilometres to see him. It's took us 4 hours, or thereabouts, to hunt down this seemingly couldn't care less 845T4RD, all thanks to Oscar's great investigative nose :thumbup: The response to our rightful complaint has been a surprisingly positive one.:blink: The man fully accepted the responsibility for what occurred and told us he is prepared to pay for any and all Veterinarian costs. He also apologised for the incident and said he was afraid to get involved because he believed Oscar was a 'Dangerous Dog' :glare: And how did he arrive at that brilliant conclusion? (Ignorance beyond belief) Because Oscar is a BIG DOG. Without further ado, just in case it had escaped his attention, we felt obliged to remind him that it was his Dogs that had attacked ours and ours, at that precise moment in time, just happened to be in full harnesses and on leashes. If he thought anyone had dangerous Dogs he ought to take a long hard look in the mirror to find the culprit. The puncture wound above Zaz's right eye. We were unable to take any clear photos of her leg injuries because they're in an awkward position and she yelps from discomfort if we lift her leg up for too long. Zaz is fast asleep on the bed with Mum at this moment so it looks as if I'm having a night camping down with Oscar.