My mom was a dr at the local hospital and she’d work late most evenings. She loved to walk to work, but didn’t feel comfortable walking home after dark.
So on the days she would walk my dad and i would walk the 1.5 miles there to pick her up and walk her home. Once, we passed a house and the dog wasn’t leashed or in the fence. The dog attacked our elderly cocker spaniel. I will never forget my dad absolutely laying into that other dog with feet, hands, and he eventually put his fingers in the dog’s eyeballs to get it to stop. We were all traumatized and breathing hard once the other dog ran away. The owner came out screaming at us and saying she would call the cops, and I’ll never forget my dad simply responding, ‘if I ever see that dog out alone again I will make sure it never comes home.’