[stomachmonkey]

My mother had a way of deaaling with neighboors that just let their dogs roam.

One of our rescues (technically I stole him, long story, got hauled into court 3 x's over it, court found in my favor though) was a pure bred English Mastiff. He was a 150 lbs of skin and bone when I brought him home. After a year of rehab he filled out to his proper size, just north of 225 lbs.

I gave him to mom. Some of the neighboors freaked when they saw him, worried he'd bark and that he was dangerous, he was really a big mush.

Every time my mother encountered a neighborhood dog running loose she would walk up to the house with the Mastiff on a lead, ring the bell and tell the homeowner, "see this thing? I walk him on a leash, if your dog comes after him he can not defend himself while I'm holding the leash. If that happens I promise I will drop the leash and you are responsible for what happens next. Now are you going to keep yours inside from now on?"

Within 6 months there were no more dogs running loose in her neighborhood.