A few months ago, I was hanging screen on a porch when I heard a guy calling out.  I look to the street and there go two friendly looking pit bulls.  I quit my work and hurried to snare the two dogs before they could get too far from the guy who must have been chasing them.  They really were friendly as could be; at least until they saw my dog behind me.  They rushed to her and started a fight.  Now, I really didn't have much time to think about what I was about to do.  I jumped on the pits, kicking them and hitting with my screening tool.  After I fought them off, I felt just a little proud that I emerged victorious on the field of battle.

Then I read about Jim West.  This guy was out in Canadian wilderness with his two dogs when he was surprised by a black bear that attacked him.  He suffered a bear-smack to the face and the bear took a bite at the back of his head before he managed to pick up a stick and bludgeon the bear to death.  HE BEAT THE BEAR TO DEATH WITH A STICK.  That's a whole new kind of Rambo.