Ok, so there I was, loadin the Pathfinder up, fixin to take Dieter out to track. I turn around, and OH MY GAWD, there is a PIT BULL in mah yard. I whistle, pat my leg, and call the dog over. He runs up to me and jumps on me. I pat him on the head, he hops to the ground, and I continue petting him. Here comes some teenager running up yelling "don't worry mister, he doesn't bite, he just got out of the yard. The kid grabs the animal by the collar and starts walking him home. I said hey kid, where is your lead? He didn't have one, so I asked if he wanted to borrow mine. He said sure, and I asked he bring it back once he got the animal home, he agreed. 45 minutes go by and no lead, and I'm waiting to work my dog. I walk up the street, and see the Pitt chained to the front porch on a 4' chain, with poop all over the porch. I pound on the door, kid answwes the door, and says here is your lead. I said "I thought you were going to return it," to which he answers "I was". Try to be nice to someone, and they just say screw you. Sorry this was a pit bull owner story, and I didn't get mauled by the animal like some were hoping. People can be jerks.