Our Great Pyrenees never killed any of the sheep or anything else that I know of. The only problem was that she had eventually taken to escaping the pasture, hiding by the mailbox, and jumping out at cars. She was a great guard dog, great with the sheep and never behaved aggressively toward any people either, just loved to chase cars. So, since she was shirking her guard duties and there was a danger of someone's car being damaged from hitting our big dog, we gave her to an alpaca farm. We now have a "guard llama" which seems to be working out well so far.
As far as putting down dogs, I had my BIL put down our son's bulldog mix because it nipped our pastor's son. I also killed my neighbor's chow because it attacked our beagle in our yard and then threatened our 8yo son. That didn't make the neighbor happy but he eventually got over it. Another neighbor's Great Dane and her two physically grown pups are wearing my patience thin now. The GD has the run of the neighborhood which got her impregnated by another neighbor's Labrador, so, the pups look like huge, black, GD's. I'm planning to finish enclosing our property at the northeast perimeter, but if those three monsters don't stop coming on our place before then, I may be forced to take other action.
Thankfully it wasn't one of our guard dogs that did the deed, though they do have to be locked from the chickens as they have eaten one or two of them. NO this was a stray we found as a puppy, abandoned not far from the farm-a shame it went as it did, but you gotts do what you gotta do.
Just after I met my wife, her dogs killed five of her goats and lamed one of them, so she took them all out and shot them and left them for the coyotes. They were pitbull mix, I believe, though they had been born and raised with the goats, something snapped and that was that. One of the goats survived, though my wife had to remove one leg that never healed, (Yes my wife took the leg off), but she did great for many years, gave us lots of kids and was an excellent milker and wet nurse. The lack of one leg made it easy for us to catch her-lol.
I always joked that I wanted to take our three-legged Annie goat downtown and stand with a sign that said, "Please give so I don't have to eat another leg", but I suspected most wouldn't appreciate my humor.
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