Warning: animal violence, no one gets killed and it ends ok.
We usually take our dogs to an off leash dog park, but when I’m not working we take them for walks at a local park. Since I suck at maintaining a regular workout regime, this makes me feel like I’m at least doing something physically healthy. Yesterday as we were finishing our second round we noticed a dog running off leash with a boy following behind on a razor scooter. The boy yelled for help in grabbing the dog stating he was trying to catch him. The boy was about 13-14. He was grateful we had stopped and explained the dog wasn’t his. He was visiting his friend when the dog slipped out the front door.
This dog was slightly bigger than our small dog and about as big or slightly smaller than our larger dog. Initially they all sniffed each other, as dogs do, and then something happened. We have no idea what triggered it but he attacked our smaller dog. I saw bared teeth going for his neck then the face. It was a horrible sight. I frantically tried to get the leash and harness off of ours so that I could get him away. Our larger dog then tried to attack the other dog so I was holding him back and trying to untangle the other as the attack dog snarled and kept biting. The boy was clearly panicking as he kept shouting, “Bad dog, NO!” and yet remained frozen in place. When I finally freed our dog I notice blood on my hand. I knew I hadn’t been injured so horrible images of my dog’s flesh being torn open were going through my mind. I kept searching his little furry body for injury and he would whimper and cry out when I touched him.
Finally, my bf had the other dog secured and I had both of ours under each arm. He then said, “Don’t worry that blood is from me.” In his fight to get the dog’s mouth off our ours he put his hand into the other dogs mouth to prevent him from fully biting down. I feel horrible for saying this but I was relieved. I knew any injury we, as the humans, sustained we could get fixed. We could be rational, discuss any problems and take pain relievers as needed. Whereas, a bite in the wrong place could have been fatal to our dog. Our dogs would never be able to articulate their pain and we would have to guess what, if anything, would make them feel better. My bf was in total agreement.
We ended up getting the dog back to his owner. She was a complete twit and that’s putting it nicely. She tried to blame the boy who had been chasing after the dog for letting him out. My bf made it clear that she is the adult and you don’t put that kind of responsibility on a child. Further, it was her dog and her responsibility. I didn’t say much to her. For one, I was still in shock from what had just happened, and for another I really wanted to punch her in the face. I’m not a violent person, but her reaction was infuriating.
After complete body searches, we determined both our dogs were uninjured. The gash in my bf’s hand wasn’t too deep and we cleaned and bandaged it up when we got home. We decided not to press charges since we knew that twit woman would drag that poor kid and his family into it. And, we didn’t want to risk the other dog getting put down for her negligence. Once everyone seemed settled it was apparent I was the only one still traumatized by the whole thing. I really wanted to go back to her house and tear into her about what an irresponsible pet owner she is and all the reasons she is a shitty person.
So, today I’m trying to write it out. I want to be able to continue taking our dogs for walks without me panicking at the site of other dogs. Something that may help will be carrying a big ass walking stick with us from now on. I also want to let go of the anger I have just thinking about all the possibilities that didn’t happen. We are all OK, I just need the rest of me to fully accept and acknowledge this! UGH, I’ve got to go hug my dogs now.