Bloody Hell is right.
But I would have done the same. My mother used to have a fit because I befriended all the guard dogs in the neighbourhood. I might have been bitten but I still would have done it.
Here's a different sort of story on the same theme. I used to have a horse named Woody. He was my first one. At one place that I had him boarded he spent some time on pasture board with another horse-an Anglo-Arab. One day when I finished riding it was past feeding time. So I put myhorse out to his pasture and he trotted off. I then went and got the feed and came back. As i was walking into the pasture I heard a noise and looked around. I saw the Anglo-Arab comeing at me, head snaked out, ears flat and teeth bared. Horses only do that when they mean to do serious harm. It's not a warning or a display, it's what they do when they mean to kill dogs or other predators. All I have is a bucket in one hand and I'm too far away from the fence. And I'm thinking 'oh $H@#$!' So I get ready to swing the bucket and duck. Right before the horse was within 10 feet of me Woody came out of no where and slammed to a halt between me and the other horse. I swear to god he closed his eyes and braced himself. The horse came to a halt and then tried to get around Woody. Woody just kept coming between me and him. I walked over to the feed bin as quietly as I could, filled it and then walked away. The attacking horse settled in to eat. I then filled Woody's, gave him a pat and walked away. Woody left his feed (horse's NEVER do this, ever!) and 'escorted' me to the gate. Once the gate was closed he went back to his feed. I sat down and shook a little bit.
from that day on, he always stayed with me and escorted me out of the paddock.


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. At one place that I had him boarded he spent some time on pasture board with another horse-an Anglo-Arab. One day when I finished riding it was past feeding time. So I put myhorse out to his pasture and he trotted off. I then went and got the feed and came back. As i was walking into the pasture I heard a noise and looked around. I saw the Anglo-Arab comeing at me, head snaked out, ears flat and teeth bared. Horses only do that when they mean to do serious harm. It's not a warning or a display, it's what they do when they mean to kill dogs or other predators. All I have is a bucket in one hand and I'm too far away from the fence. And I'm thinking 'oh $H@#$!' So I get ready to swing the bucket and duck. Right before the horse was within 10 feet of me Woody came out of no where and slammed to a halt between me and the other horse. I swear to god he closed his eyes and braced himself. The horse came to a halt and then tried to get around Woody. Woody just kept coming between me and him. I walked over to the feed bin as quietly as I could, filled it and then walked away. The attacking horse settled in to eat. I then filled Woody's, gave him a pat and walked away. Woody left his feed (horse's NEVER do this, ever!) and 'escorted' me to the gate. Once the gate was closed he went back to his feed. I sat down and shook a little bit. 


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