Ruffie, my current little rascal, and I have never encountered an unleased dog. However, my Toby, a sweet, kind, loving, marshmellow of a puppy was attacked twice by unleashed pit bulls. The first one broke the leash and made a beeline for my Toby and it involved my having to kick the other dog. The second one was the worst. The pit bull came from nowhere and with no leash. It got through the fence surrounding the building between 89th & 90th Street on 35th Avenue. Thank god it was only a puppy so when it went for my Toby's throat its owner who said he wasn't the owner was able to extricate the dogs.
My super who was standing outside at the time came over to help and told the "I am not the owner" guy that he better put the dog on a leash. I was so distraught, I broke down and my puppy who was attacked was trying to comfort me!!!!!!! I never ever walked down that block again.
That sweet and very brave little puppy died less than a few months later from complications of diabetes and Cushing's disease. He was so beloved by the children in my building that they left flowers and notes at my door. He was one of a kind and it was a privilege to be his caretaker.
I apologize for the digression but I just had to tell Toby's story.