The only time I get scared is when Tulsa is scared, and that's not often!
OK, I was scared when she was attacked by two Pitts at the dog park, they were irregulars, I had to punt one in the throat and it slashed me, 7 stitches, and I couldn't ride my mountain bike for a week.
Tulsa dispatched the other with minimal damage to herself, she had some superficial wounds to her throat, but she has extra skin there, so there was no major damage.
She was lying at my feet when the owner of the Pitts approached me with his issues, why did I kick his dog! Tulsa saw him coming and hunkered down into her 'protect' mode. He was hollering at me and saying some 'not too nice things' about my actions toward his dog. As he approached, Tulsa bristled, stood up and started growling, still by my side. I told him it was not a wise thing to come any closer to me, since I really didn't have that much control over my dog.(Not True, but he didn't know that!) Meanwhile, blood from his dogs bite has started to soak my sock.
He was one of those kind of people who take pride in thier dogs aggressiveness, and I am sure that he wanted to take a swing at me. The closer he got to me, the more agitated Tulsa became. Tulsa started forward in her low croach, teeth showing, hair bristling, and still the low growl.
A voice rang out behind me. "Hey Mister, why don't you haul your dumb @ss, and your sissy dogs out of here!" and, "Yay Tulsa!"
I looked behind me, and ALL of the 'regulars' were there! About 10 of them. They 'invited' him to leave. He's never been back.
My dog loves to play and I don't have a clue what this has to do with this thread, but I thought that I would share.
I love my dog and her large heart.
There are times when we have to allow our dogs to do what they have been bred for, and revel in the things that they can teach us.
John