Thank you so much for publishing these a timely column about pet attacks. As a runner, I am quite aware of free canines. I generally listen for the audio of nails clicking on the cement and barking. Fortuitously, the canines on my route change absent at the time I start out strolling and chatting to them. The reality that the gentleman was finding out of his motor vehicle when the doggy attacked is frightening. What if a runner or a little one had been in the spot?