I decided to take my 8-year old daughter out on a quick rabbit hunt this Saturday Morning. She had been practicing with her 22 and she was excited to get out on her first rabbit hunt with her little beagle Milly. I decided to try some place close as I live in Wasilla. There is a spot off Matanuska road heading toward the flats where you can walk adjacent to the railroad tracks and not tresspass on RR property. (I hear that they are ticketing cars that are parked within 100 ft.) As always there was a couple of pick-ups already there. My eight year old got out of the car and was holding the beagle on the leash. I noticed that there was a sign close by so I went over to make sure the property was not posted, I also was marking the coord's into the GPS. As I look up I see two pit-bulls running down the road at my daughter. One of the dogs grabs the beagle and starts shaking her like a rag doll by the neck. I yell for my daughter to get in the car as I attempt to grab my dog as her collar was cut nearly in two by the pit-bull, I get bit for my efforts of course, and notice the owner watching from about 50 feet away. He lives in the only shack on the road about 300 yards and around the corner. I scream "your dogs are killing my dog!" "He calmly responds "You guys come down here hunting and let your dogs run loose, what do you expect?" Finally I wedge my hand enough in the Pit-bulls mouth to make him loose his grip. After grabbing the beagle by the rear legs, she manages to escape under my car. I get her to get in the other side while the owner calls his dogs off and starts walking away. It took all of my effort to get in my car and keep the guns in the cases, trust me. As I drive by I rolled down the window and asked him if he owned the property were the attack took place. He said no, and again yelled at me that his "dogs" have a right to outside and (do there duty). I asked him why he did not help with his dogs. He said "I have a bad hip."
Conclusion: 2 hours at the vet, 1 hour at the animal control office lodging a complaint, 3 hours in the emergency room. A beagle full of staples and drain tubes, a broken finger and missing fingernail. $1500 in medical bills for me and the dog. But the sad thing. I pray my daughter will still want to go hang out with dad on a Saturday doing a little hunting. Still, we were blessed!!
As of today, animal control is two officers down and will not go "try to make contact" until Thursday. These dogs are still out there...be careful please.