Yep.
She could have taken my life, were it not for a bit of luck and some awfully-fast reflexes.
She was on pups, and only let me or Chip near them. We were the only ones she would let get near anything pretty much.
Well, one of her pups crawled out of the pen and under a dresser and was crying terribly. Chip was at the store, and Leon and I were tending to a bunch of dogs, when I heard the shrieking pup. I went inside, saw it was stuck under some furniture, and got on my hands and knees to get the pup ... and Kitana went for me as I was stretching to get the pup. Grabbed my head. Had she grabbed the side of my neck, I wouldn't be writing this now.
At that point I was thinking, "What a stupid fogging dog," and as I stood up, she slipped off by noggin, and I smacked her--and she snatched at my hand and nipped my finger. I had forgotten she was people-mean because she liked me (or so I thought), but it was a whole different deal on pups.
I stepped back bleeding like crazy off the top of my head, and scolded her as I tried to back out of the room. It was then that she went for my gut, but I sprawled, grabbed her scruff, and pile-drove her chin onto the carpet, spun her around in a flash, and snatched her up had her in control. Took her outside, told Leon to open a crate, and tossed the bitch in. (Never seen anyone shut a crate faster I'll bet, lol).
Then I dog-stapled my head and went about my business ...
I was used to handling my own bitches with pups, and did not expect her to go off on me like that, after she got used to me. Live and learn ... and glad I lived
Jack