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jcorb1
user1545070494098 :
That was 100% on the dog owner
2026-08-21 20:28:50
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pandaman48985
pandaman48985 :
that owner didn't even try to stop his dog.
2026-08-21 18:52:21
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blackwolf8893
BlackWolf88 :
Dog was aggressively attacking
2026-08-21 16:09:27
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whatdawgcookin
KYLE :
Is he supposed to let the dog bite him before he shoots
2026-08-21 22:34:55
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ronnie.rizzo24
ronnieRIZZO :
he kept saying get your dog that's on the owner 100%
2026-08-21 19:16:54
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kagan_draka
LYJ :
cop did not kill that dog. the owner kileed it
2026-08-22 01:32:56
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0rdinarystvr
Berry :
The owner moved with absolutely zero urgency to get his dog.
2026-08-21 22:44:24
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brianholcombe633
brianholcombe633 :
dog was aggressive i absolutley hate this cause I love dogs more than humans but this was justified not the cops fault
2026-08-21 16:36:01
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suffena1
🌸🐞TrYJeSusNoTMe🌺🐞 :
How many times does someone have to say get your dog before you get your dog 🙄🙄🙄
2026-08-22 08:47:42
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pastoriyk.nfiri
PastorIyk Nfiri :
Well done officer
2026-08-22 09:04:23
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le_covo
LUIGI :
Hope the policeman is OK 👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾
2026-08-22 09:11:18
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bsingh201
Grewal999 :
very good officer. dog should be on a leash not every one feel safe
2026-08-22 09:03:16
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taterhead447
Taterhead :
The owner of the dog was 100% wrong
2026-08-21 20:47:36
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richgrimes90
richgrimes90 :
pepper spray, taser???????????
2026-08-21 21:41:38
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tommy2tone80
Tommy2Tone :
if the owner would of yelled at his dog the way he yelled at the cop then maybe the dog would of came back if it's trained correctly
2026-08-21 17:41:49
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whiskey_gents
whiskey_gents :
But if it was a golden retriever….
2026-08-21 22:55:01
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martin_zzzzzzz
Martin :
good Job
2026-08-22 08:51:56
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andy.banged.your.mom
Andy :
Self defense. Dog owner is in the wrong. Give him a ticket also
2026-08-21 15:29:46
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bassclef22
bassclef22 :
Terrible dog owner. Owners fault.
2026-08-21 19:10:28
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drew57496
user3304017886631 :
As a mailman the home owner is completely wrong.
2026-08-21 22:05:46
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eva_9605
Eva :
Good job officer.
2026-08-21 13:14:53
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redtetsuo
Red :
The owner did nothing untill the dog was shot. Owners fault
2026-08-21 21:41:51
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chilly314
Chilly314 :
as a dog lover, thats on the owner
2026-08-21 20:03:56
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kathyhalleran0
Kathy Halleran :
It’s the owner’s fault that his dog is dead
2026-08-21 22:27:22
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bipolarvirgo83
Bipolarvirgo! :
It’s the owner’s fault
2026-08-21 23:52:06
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