Had a jerk sick his dog on me once. I carried a 1" steel bar in the bottom of my briefcase for just such events. I licked that mutt up-side the head a good one. He yelped and ran off to the woods. I walked back up to the door and told the jerk that if I ever heard of that happening again I would sick my attorney on him big time,and that for sure I had more money in my pocket than his red-necked ass earned in a year. Just for good measure I had my attorney write a nice letter informing him that I had elected not to sue him at this time but reserved the right to do so at any time during the period allowed by law.
Heard he hid evertime the dubs came to the door after that. Of course the other elders in the hall sure looked at me funny after that since dubs aren't supposed to act like that. To bad for them, it was fun.