**MAULED to DEATH.** You know being attacked and dominated by an animal is one of the most traumatic things that can happen? Historically, Roman slave sellers were only legally required to disclose two things to a potential buyer: Has this slave ever tried to commit suicide? Obvious reason to ask about that. The other thing slave sellers had to disclose: Was this slave ever attacked by a large animal, such as a bear, wolf, lion, etc.? And the reason for this, is because the Romans had observed that victims of animal attacks displayed symptoms of what we call today PTSD. Unstable, depressed, explosive tempers, irrational, constantly terrified, etc.. I was attacked by a dog when I was 3 years old. I don't remember it very well- I just remember teeth and a feeling of helplessness. No matter how I moved, no matter what I did, my feeble 3 year old body was totally at the mercy of this 60 lbs. pit bull that slipped its leash. Fortunately, my father was nearby. Dog only had me for less than a minute, but I've got a few scars to remember it by. My father nearly beat the dog to death, and I remember being told that the dog was put down. I can imagine the sheer terror this poor girl felt. The helplessness, the weakness, the pinching pains of the dog's teeth tearing into you, the feeling of its jaws clamping around your neck or face.... this is giving me chills to type out. And most pit bull owners will proudly brag about how they've trained their little nigger dog to be as vicious as possible. In case you're curious- this event didn't make me afraid of dogs. I love dogs. But when I see a pit bull, I definitely raise my guard. I'm paying close attention to it, sizing it up, seeing if it has a collar (you can defeat an attack dog quite easily if they have a collar and you manage to get your hands underneath it, garrote style) ready to act if I have to. But when I see a golden retriever or something, I'll approach and give him a little pet, if appropriate.