OMG, you just described my life for the past 20 years here in Nepal. I am so glad you made these observations and posted them here, as I have tried feebly to do in the past. Here are a few tips I found useful with my various GSDs and now a Leonberger as I navigate the streets of Kathmandu:
Well, that's life in Nepal. Thank you for sharing your experiences in India. We are brothers in arms.
- Avoid carrying a stick as street dogs have been bred to fear them. Encountering fear is not what you want in any interaction, so it's best to avoid actions that induce fear.
- Always carry treats and use them to feed any dogs you come across, whether your own dog is with you or not. You can toss the treats from a distance if necessary. It's even better if your dog is with you because seeing you feed another dog sends a positive signal, although I'm not sure exactly what that signal is. Nevertheless, I religiously follow this practice.
- When encountering new street dogs, which is always a challenge, I make my dog, Bernie, sit while we assess the situation. If throwing treats doesn't help or confuses the dog(s), then we back off or completely change our course.
- Our actions depend on whose territory we are in. Marked areas (formed by taking the same route every day) are safer. In our neighborhood, we encounter the same dogs every day, and it's clear whose territories belong to whom. For the most part, I can easily walk Bernie past those familiar dogs without any issues.
- Strange territory with unfamiliar dogs is where the real danger lies and presents a challenge. Bernie, by default, tends to be aggressive toward most dogs (or anything on four legs). So, I make sure to check him and make him sit in place until I figure out what to do and understand the intentions of the street dog(s). Sometimes, they aggressively run up snarling (which is not good) or just make a lot of noise (which is better). If Bernie is not led away, he may respond. In such cases, I retreat in another direction, and Bernie follows suit. Occasionally, we get attacked for showing our rears, but if the attacking dog is not right on top of us, I allow Bernie to swing around and make some noise of his own, which he loves to do. That usually puts an end to it.
Well, that's life in Nepal. Thank you for sharing your experiences in India. We are brothers in arms.