onward_to_dawn
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I'm looking for some war stories; when your dog went to bat for you or your loved ones. Does anyone have any war stories of the Cane Corso in its natural role as a protector of person and property? I'll start by sharing a story of Drago acting as a deterrent on our road trip through NM, CO, and AZ.
Life has been busy! My wife and I just welcomed our newborn son into the world this August, add that to a two year old and 13mo Cane Corso and as you can imagine we have a busy home! Now consider that I work nights and stay home with our kids in the day, my wife works days and we both do social work (she just wrapped up her accounting certificate and associates degree: you go girl!), in addition I'm starting a business and learning HTML, CSS, JavaScript and training for my ultra-marathon this spring, oh, we also hike every weekend.
Its a long story, but to keep it short we've outgrown our move to Austin, TX. Originally Yank's from New Hampshire we are longing for mountains and the unlimited outdoor sports they offer with our brood. So, with our newborn just 3 weeks we decided to hit the road (made the decision over coffee one morning) and check out the four corner states to find a new place to settle down. Since we were on maternity leave, it was an issue of 'Carpe Diem' so we left that night for AZ loading the kids into the car and Drago in the hatchback of the Prius and we pushed off at 2am! Zoom. Zoom.
Over the course of a couple days we visited Flagstaff, then through Oak Canyon to Sedona, and all the way through Camp Verde, over the Mingus Mountains (through Jerome) to Prescott Valley and eventually Prescott. We also saw the Grand Canyon then went back through Flagstaff down the (BEAUTIFUL!) drive to Phoenix and Scottsdale. We spend a night there and left through the eastern part of the state driving through southern NM and home through El Paso, TX allllllll the way to Austin, TX. (All night drive with coffee and audio books).
Well...
We were home about a week before we got the itch to compare CO and Northern NM to what we saw in AZ. We decided 'Carpe Diem' once again and left on a whim. We took the northern route through Amarillo TX and visited Trinidad, Pueblo, Colorado Springs, Castle Rock, Denver and finally Boulder CO. We drove all of '24' down through the state to NM and eventually Taos NM.
As you can imagine with a newborn we had to stop frequently for diaper changes and feedings, so we would stop at parks along the way and let our two year old stretch her legs and mom nurse the Baby. When we stopped in Taos Christine fed Charles (Mama and Baby) and I took Drago for a quick leg stretch, water and a pee. When I was walking him in the park adjacent to the car I noticed that the population on the play structure was not age appropriate. The types of people congregating were... sketchy. I made note of it and just kept an eye out.
Moments later I saw a man exchange items (drugs?) with another man then start to walk towards the parking lot, the other man left the opposite way. I saw from my perspective that he locked eyes with car where my wife (she's a beauty
) was breast feeding. He abruptly changed direction and started to walk towards my car. His body language was concerning. ::Great I thought:: Well Drago and I need to head back to the car (all the doors were open and it was obvious that we were traveling). We walked over and I cut the guy off before he made it to my car. He looked at the car, then me, then Drago. He stopped. "Hey! I said how are ya?" he opened his mouth showing off his not so pearly whites that were evidence of a meth addiction. "Uh your not from around here huh?" the man said as he walked towards me. Drago took a step in front of me quietly sizing the man up. "F***ing nice dog you have, that's a huge pit, huh" he stopped and didn't say anything or move waiting for me to respond. "Oh, this is Drago he is an Italian Mastiff," I said. Drago sat quietly next to me and locked eyes with the man. His body posturing and brow furrowed, his shoulder muscles flexed. "Hah, does he bite?" the man responded. "Yeah he can be a dick," I said. The man stepped closer an uncomfortable 5-10 feet. "He sneered and said: "that dog doesn't bite, dude he isn't even mean," moving his hand closer to Drago. Drago with eyes still locked almost on queue pulled back his lips and snarled showing off his k9 grin. The man took a step closer and put his head at my dogs level almost taunting him. Drago stood up and locked his neck lowering his head and raising his tail, then the fur on his back raised from his ears to his tail, BACK THE F*** OFF he said in k9. Immediately the man took a couple steps back reclaiming the ground he had given up. "Well shit," he said "That dog is a badass, your a badass dog huh? Italian Mastiff you said?" I nodded. "Well have a good day guy, its a good thing you have that dog, people like you need protection." Drago kept his eyes locked on the man as I brought him back to my car, he sat in the back of the Prius, posturing and watching the man. The guy stood behind his door for about a minute just watching Drago before he got into his 'thug car' and cranked his crap music, he put the car into gear and slowly drove off watching us as he left.
My dog may bite but I conceal a .357 mag religiously...
Finishing the story, Drago, Christine, Claire, Charles and I stayed the night in Albuquerque NM, we visited Sante Fe, then went home!
Share your stories!
Life has been busy! My wife and I just welcomed our newborn son into the world this August, add that to a two year old and 13mo Cane Corso and as you can imagine we have a busy home! Now consider that I work nights and stay home with our kids in the day, my wife works days and we both do social work (she just wrapped up her accounting certificate and associates degree: you go girl!), in addition I'm starting a business and learning HTML, CSS, JavaScript and training for my ultra-marathon this spring, oh, we also hike every weekend.
Its a long story, but to keep it short we've outgrown our move to Austin, TX. Originally Yank's from New Hampshire we are longing for mountains and the unlimited outdoor sports they offer with our brood. So, with our newborn just 3 weeks we decided to hit the road (made the decision over coffee one morning) and check out the four corner states to find a new place to settle down. Since we were on maternity leave, it was an issue of 'Carpe Diem' so we left that night for AZ loading the kids into the car and Drago in the hatchback of the Prius and we pushed off at 2am! Zoom. Zoom.
Over the course of a couple days we visited Flagstaff, then through Oak Canyon to Sedona, and all the way through Camp Verde, over the Mingus Mountains (through Jerome) to Prescott Valley and eventually Prescott. We also saw the Grand Canyon then went back through Flagstaff down the (BEAUTIFUL!) drive to Phoenix and Scottsdale. We spend a night there and left through the eastern part of the state driving through southern NM and home through El Paso, TX allllllll the way to Austin, TX. (All night drive with coffee and audio books).
Well...
We were home about a week before we got the itch to compare CO and Northern NM to what we saw in AZ. We decided 'Carpe Diem' once again and left on a whim. We took the northern route through Amarillo TX and visited Trinidad, Pueblo, Colorado Springs, Castle Rock, Denver and finally Boulder CO. We drove all of '24' down through the state to NM and eventually Taos NM.
As you can imagine with a newborn we had to stop frequently for diaper changes and feedings, so we would stop at parks along the way and let our two year old stretch her legs and mom nurse the Baby. When we stopped in Taos Christine fed Charles (Mama and Baby) and I took Drago for a quick leg stretch, water and a pee. When I was walking him in the park adjacent to the car I noticed that the population on the play structure was not age appropriate. The types of people congregating were... sketchy. I made note of it and just kept an eye out.
Moments later I saw a man exchange items (drugs?) with another man then start to walk towards the parking lot, the other man left the opposite way. I saw from my perspective that he locked eyes with car where my wife (she's a beauty
) was breast feeding. He abruptly changed direction and started to walk towards my car. His body language was concerning. ::Great I thought:: Well Drago and I need to head back to the car (all the doors were open and it was obvious that we were traveling). We walked over and I cut the guy off before he made it to my car. He looked at the car, then me, then Drago. He stopped. "Hey! I said how are ya?" he opened his mouth showing off his not so pearly whites that were evidence of a meth addiction. "Uh your not from around here huh?" the man said as he walked towards me. Drago took a step in front of me quietly sizing the man up. "F***ing nice dog you have, that's a huge pit, huh" he stopped and didn't say anything or move waiting for me to respond. "Oh, this is Drago he is an Italian Mastiff," I said. Drago sat quietly next to me and locked eyes with the man. His body posturing and brow furrowed, his shoulder muscles flexed. "Hah, does he bite?" the man responded. "Yeah he can be a dick," I said. The man stepped closer an uncomfortable 5-10 feet. "He sneered and said: "that dog doesn't bite, dude he isn't even mean," moving his hand closer to Drago. Drago with eyes still locked almost on queue pulled back his lips and snarled showing off his k9 grin. The man took a step closer and put his head at my dogs level almost taunting him. Drago stood up and locked his neck lowering his head and raising his tail, then the fur on his back raised from his ears to his tail, BACK THE F*** OFF he said in k9. Immediately the man took a couple steps back reclaiming the ground he had given up. "Well shit," he said "That dog is a badass, your a badass dog huh? Italian Mastiff you said?" I nodded. "Well have a good day guy, its a good thing you have that dog, people like you need protection." Drago kept his eyes locked on the man as I brought him back to my car, he sat in the back of the Prius, posturing and watching the man. The guy stood behind his door for about a minute just watching Drago before he got into his 'thug car' and cranked his crap music, he put the car into gear and slowly drove off watching us as he left. My dog may bite but I conceal a .357 mag religiously...
Finishing the story, Drago, Christine, Claire, Charles and I stayed the night in Albuquerque NM, we visited Sante Fe, then went home!
Share your stories!
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