Rex and the Dog Catcher
You were not required to have your dogs leashed back then, but if they strayed, they could get picked up by the Dog Catcher, and you had to pay a fine to get them back.
My Brother and I were both impressed with Rex, but my Brother decided he was going to get an even bigger, stronger dog. The Husky mix he acquired was bigger (65 lbs), and was mostly black, but he was the friendliest, most passive dog you ever saw … not what my Brother was expecting!
One day my Bother's dog was in our back yard with 3 other dogs, and one of the other dogs was picking on him. I called Rex and just let him out the back door. Rex trotted toward the other dogs, the one that was picking on my Brother's dog stopped, and my Brother's dog started biting him, but he did nothing back. I think he must have had an encounter with Rex previously.
Then one day, both dogs disappeared, and the next day we got a call that they had been picked up and were at the pound. Back then, when they caught the dogs, they all went into the same pen, except I think they kept the smaller ones in another pen.
Well, my Mother went to pick them up, and the Dog Catcher told her "I tried to catch that blond one (Rex) first, but had no chance, but once I caught the black one, he just came right along with him. There are over 20 dogs in that pen, and every single one of them tried to pick on that black dog, and that blond one beat the crap out of every one of them, I've never seen anything like it".
Rex was small, but he was a scrapper! I used to play fight with him using a 3' section of garden hose. He would grab it and hold it like a pit bull, and I would yank it back and forth, but he would not let go. I would even swing him in circles (he would be air borne) multiple times and he would not let go!
My Brother's dog would later disappear one day and never came home, and we never found out what happened to him.
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