How about when we were riding this weekend, Fred was in front of me on his Grizzly and we came through this one part of the woods where it opened up, kind of by rt 43. As soon as we got in the open, there was this huge pit with no collar on, you could see how blue his eyes were… he went dashing right at Freds right leg… Fred being loaded, slides his quad to the left and sprays the dog with roost, he backed off pretty quick… so im next to go through in the Rhino, by buddy riding in my Rhino was like fuck this dog, pulls his Glock 40 out and was ready to shoot it… but I said hold off till we get past, if he gets close, shoot the fucker. I think Freds roost drove him away, he looked at the Rhino then turned and walked away… good decision by him…