I have a similar story. Our church has a few acres around it, and I love to walk in the field before or after church to pray and be alone in the wide space. At one end of the field, about 200 yards away is a home. A family moved in with a little black dog. That silly dog would come running barking and snarling at me. It broke the peace that I had. He was a dog from hell he would circle and charge in, it made my heart pound. The little dog had a small boy who sometimes would come for it, calling him retarded. It was only a little dog, but loud and it certainly took away the peace of praying in that field. One young girl in our church was an aggressive Tomboy. She would see the dog coming and run towards it, the dog would bark but retreat. I did not go out in that field to chase a silly black dog, I went out there for peace and reflection. While the dog was there, I avoided the field, what's the use? Perhaps this big black dog was trying to keep the peace too? Above all else I see our walk with Jesus as one of peace. There is a time to fight the enemy, perhaps in witnessing or Bible study, but I do not go where I know he waits to steal away my peace. Think about places that will remove your peace and avoid them. I do not want to lose the peace I have in Jesus.
That tiny little dog barked incessantly at Scooter and charged at him bravely. I expected Scooter to grab him by the neck and shake him vigorously to teach him to leave him alone. I knew he was well able to do that, but instead my big, brave dog gave up the battle before it even began! He hung his head in a cowardly fashion and rolled over and surrendered. That little dog went around him barking as though he was giving orders never to come that way again! I was so shocked! I was devastated to think that a little dog had overpowered my big courageous dog.