I was walking with Sitka, yesterday, and we had two black labs, with hunting collars run at us.
Well, you know the hardest thing is to let go of the leash, but that is what you have to do. You want to pull them close, but this makes it impossible for them to defend themselves.
So I let go of the leash and yelled the one word that all dogs know, "NO". I yelled it over and over until the dogs left him, and then there was another running down the road, trying to catch up to the others, and I yelled "NO" , and this one turned around and ran back.
Very soon we saw the hunters with the last dog on a leash, and I said, "If you are looking for your other dogs, they attacked my dog, and then turned right, down that street."
He never said sorry, or thank you, or anything.
At least he was looking for his dogs.
Sitka was awesome. He got attacked, but stayed with me, and held it together.
People, though, what can you do. We saw them a couple blocks over, and I motioned, can't you hear that barking? That's where your dogs are. What the heck, go get them. People.