It was really dark and you almost never see dogs in that park. The thing came out of no where, unleashed with the owner far behind. Lucky I was wearing jeans. The skin wasn't broken, jeans are torn up though and my right shoe is fucked up. I was tempted to kill the thing but I have no idea what would happen to me in Korea if I did. Anyway the owner had no control over the beast. I fucking hate cocker spaniels. I was bitten by one when I was 8. I want to approach every dog with an open mind but having been bitten 4 times now, fear and loathing is becoming the norm. Fucking shitty night.