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Justmehere
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Thanks all. I'm sorry I can't respond more. I called the police. They said someone would call back. No one has. I will report with Animal Control in the morning. Is it seriously awful to leave a letter for all my neighbors? This is a big apartment community with others with dogs... I am thinking of a letter without my name on it, but stating what happened and the impact on me and my dog, and the importance of retaining good control over your dog at all times with the contact info of a local Humane Society that has resources for people struggling with their dogs.
I keep thinking I can do that to protect me and my dog. I think about going outside again with her, and I'm shaking. I've never been scared of dogs before. It was a well lit path to campus and the sun had just set and the darkness made it all the worse. I just keep picturing this brown mess of fur. I do think it was a pit - but it was smaller than most - 40lbs maybe - I don't really look down on pits so I didn't even think about the breed. It's really the person. Just last week someone walking their dog couldn't control it and it was lunging at mine so much I had to walk in the street. Like GEEZ. This stuff has never happened around here before and my dog and I have been living here for years....
I just keep seeing the dog trying to bite her through her vest, and screaming. I did everything wrong. I screamed, I threw my backpack at the dog, I tried to kick it away... I already had my dog on her leash at my side.... It just keeps replaying in my head. I could barely see it all. As soon as the woman finally got some control and pulled her dog two feet away, I picked up my 60lb lab mix and just went into the street and yelled someone help me... I felt blood in my hands. I didn't know if it was mine or my dogs. The other dog got loose again and went after me now. A guy jumped out of his car and helped....
I thought me and my dog were going to die. PTSD brain. I guess. I just felt blood in my hands and I just... I panicked so bad. I looked at the guy and said, can you please help me get to the vet please? please? I don't drive, I was standing in the street with a bleeding dog and injured leg. He put us in his car and drove us straight to a vet five blocks away. I told him "I'm fine, I'm fine, my dog, my dog, I have to save my dog."
I can't stop shaking. It just keeps replaying. I have been through so much, this wasn't that bad - I mean we are alive. We are ok. The danger is over. Is it? I can't think. I thought she was going to die right there in my arms in the street. I thought she would die.
I keep thinking I can do that to protect me and my dog. I think about going outside again with her, and I'm shaking. I've never been scared of dogs before. It was a well lit path to campus and the sun had just set and the darkness made it all the worse. I just keep picturing this brown mess of fur. I do think it was a pit - but it was smaller than most - 40lbs maybe - I don't really look down on pits so I didn't even think about the breed. It's really the person. Just last week someone walking their dog couldn't control it and it was lunging at mine so much I had to walk in the street. Like GEEZ. This stuff has never happened around here before and my dog and I have been living here for years....
I just keep seeing the dog trying to bite her through her vest, and screaming. I did everything wrong. I screamed, I threw my backpack at the dog, I tried to kick it away... I already had my dog on her leash at my side.... It just keeps replaying in my head. I could barely see it all. As soon as the woman finally got some control and pulled her dog two feet away, I picked up my 60lb lab mix and just went into the street and yelled someone help me... I felt blood in my hands. I didn't know if it was mine or my dogs. The other dog got loose again and went after me now. A guy jumped out of his car and helped....
I thought me and my dog were going to die. PTSD brain. I guess. I just felt blood in my hands and I just... I panicked so bad. I looked at the guy and said, can you please help me get to the vet please? please? I don't drive, I was standing in the street with a bleeding dog and injured leg. He put us in his car and drove us straight to a vet five blocks away. I told him "I'm fine, I'm fine, my dog, my dog, I have to save my dog."
I can't stop shaking. It just keeps replaying. I have been through so much, this wasn't that bad - I mean we are alive. We are ok. The danger is over. Is it? I can't think. I thought she was going to die right there in my arms in the street. I thought she would die.
