It's the first time I've used pepper spray: surprisingly pretty, orange-red and holiday appropriate. It stopped the dog, but I didn't get the full, satisfying reaction of yelping and carrying on about being sprayed. It just turned away. I've heard that pit bulls are spray-resistant.
Despite the jolt of adrenaline, the whole thing bummed me out. I've had dogs lunge at me, charge me from down the block, slam into doors trying to reach me...usually my satchel and a stern word is enough.
So I was jittery and feeling irritated at stereotypical dreaded hippies keeping poorly-trained pit bulls when a block and a half later some other stereotypical hippies offered me a handful of fresh-picked berries, and then it wasn't so bad.
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