Shouldn't We Just Kill This Dog?

Smiley, a jumpy, barky, 1-1/2-year-old female, is the pride and joy of Animal Control. She came to the agency as the result of a cruelty case. The owner was a known dogfighter; Smiley's chances were slim to nonexistent. But Dinneen convinced Feazell to make an exception. She had a feeling about Smiley, and the dog has proved herself.

The stray has already passed all the other temperament test criteria, and the playtime with Smiley is going so well that Feazell turns to Dinneen and Guldbech and asks, "You OK with her?"

Dinneen: "Yep, I'm OK."
Guldbech: "I'm OK."
Just then, Feazell asks, "Katie, isn't this the dog that came with the other pit bull who attacked that person?"

Dinneen: "Yep."
Feazell: "We better get Colby."
Feazell goes into her office and gets Colby, who gets right to work. He charges and nudges. Colby even mounts the stray bitch from the front, creating a dog-fellatio pose that has everyone making embarrassed smiles.

Even this provocation doesn't seem to rile the brindle stray. Then, out of nowhere, for no particular reason, at least none that anyone notices, the stray goes into pit attack mode.

Dinneen and Feazell separate the dogs.
The three women look at one another and shake their heads.
Feazell bends down and scratches the brindle stray behind the ear.
"Sorry kiddo," she says.