Hi fellow members! I am so upset right now. I don't even know at who or what - maybe I'm upset at myself, my dog, that man... I don't know!! Here's what happened... I have a 5yr old Dane that I rescued about 2mo ago. I was assured by the shelter and previous owner that he's this super passive, dainty dog. OMG. WRONG. To date, not including today - he has dragged me across the ground 2xs to get at another dog, I have broken a finger and sprained 2 more trying to stop him from attacking a dog that came up to us offleash, and sooooo many more bruises, scars, and scratches when he flips out. He is leash, children, and animal reactive. 98% of the time I walk him in a different neighborhood that I drive to because it is quieter, calmer, and less triggering for him. Very rarely will I take him to the park across the street to do his business in case someone has their dog offleash there. Today I checked quickly and no dog walkers. We walk over and my plan was to get the heck out of there as soon as he finished his business. Well, he pooped, and I'm getting ready to clean up after him. As I get the bag ready I'm scoping around me to make sure there are no dog walkers that showed up. So far so good. I make him lay down next to me and I'm stepping on his leash close to his collar (but not too close to force his head down or anything) just in case he tries to get up. I have half my weight on it. I'm bagging his poop when I hear some guy yell out NICE DOG!!! My instinct now is always to grab for his leash as close to his collar (for more control) when someone calls out to me. Glad I did because a guy apparently showed up at the park and just sprinted over to us with his 2 dogs!!! Yes, my pup saw his 2 dogs and down I go. Even though I had my weight on his leash and had a grip on his leash collar, my dog is strong enough when he wants to be to just barrel through. So down I go, but I'm not letting go in the slightest bc this fucking guy is literally JUST STANDING THERE IN FRONT OF US WITH HIS 2 DOGS WHILE MINE IS TRYING DESPERATELY TO GET AT THEM! My pup was losing his shit and started jumping. I can't get up now bc I have a 101lb dog jumping on my face and chest. Instead of trying to get up, I'm now using my arms to fucking brace my face - AND THE MAN IS STILL STANDING THERE!!!!!!! And it's not like the whole time I'm silent. No, I'm trying to get my pup under control (obviously failing miserably) by yanking the shit out of his collar leash with my hands hoping to God I can just take him down so he'll stop jumping on my face and chest while yelling out commands like STOP, DOWN, and his name. It really sucked bc if I let my hand off his collar leash so I could at least roll over to protect myself, then he could've had a go at the dogs. If I tried to get up instead of trying to brace myself for his jumps then Im' pretty sure my face and neck would've been gashed up. Anyways, when I see that this fucking man is just standing there I finally yell out WOULD YOU FUCKING GO?!?!? And just like that he sprinted off and my dog stopped acting like a maniac. So, the final injury for today was a complete busted up mouth with blood a-plenty, deep scratches that broke skin up and down both arms, bruises on my chest and shoulders, and some damage to my fingers. You guys, I just can't handle this today!! I got home wanting to cry and be alone, but my dog wouldn't leave me alone bc he knew he upset me. He made it worse by whining and literally running tight circles around me. Almost got to add another fall to the list of today's injury. When I stopped, he'd try to jump on me and when I would correct him, he'd get even more anxious. I tried to just sit with him, but he wasn't having any of that so he clawed the shit out of my face for attention. I got up and walked away. Went to take a shower just so I could have some alone time away from him, and I swear he was trying to break down the door to get in. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH I just want to give him up sometimes!!!! He frustrates the fucking life out of me!!!!! I work with a trainer, but we're getting nowhere. For a few weeks he was doing so well!!!! Then just last week it's like all the training we've practiced was out the fucking window! He won't do simple commands like "sit" when we're outside. He started this total abrupt zigzag walking that causes me to either accidentally kick him or lock my knees out. I don't know how much more of this I can handle. I also don't know why the fuck that man thought it was a FANFUCKINTASTIC IDEA to sprint over WHILE I'M TRYING TO CLEAN UP POOP FFS!!!!! Sorry I kept dropping the F bomb, everyone. Thanks for reading.