Someone's Doberman got loose in our neighborhood. I was walking home from school (8th grade maybe) and the dog was in the middle of the street. We were about 50ft apart when we noticed eachother. The dog took an aggressive stance with his head low and growled at me. I said "Oh, you wanna go?" and I threw my backpack and jacket on the ground and assumed my own fighting stance. I made my way over to the still growling dog and tried to kick it in the face. I stepped in and kicked like I was kicking a soccer ball. The dog fucking dodged my kick. It pulled its head back and all I hit were whiskers. We looked at eachother, then the dog turned and walked away. I'm sure someone else will have a better story.