| Feb. 8th, 2009 @ 10:06 pm I am very angry right now. |
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Feeling:  pissed off
I was out walking with Rocky tonight--ok, actually I think we were running at the time, cause he was hyper, and he slowed to sniff a young-looking pit bull, which turned out to be a bad move. The dog latched onto him like he was a fucking steak. The girl on the other end of the pit's leash just stood there and looked shocked, which was probably not helped by Rocky's screaming (people came out on their porches both sides of the street to see who was being murdered), or my stream of holy-god-jesus-please-please-please-let-him-go-jesus-let-him-go... the pit was wearing a prong collar, I believe, but the girl was obviously just not equipped to deal with him.
I mean, we were running in their direction. I can understand how a dog could perceive that as a threat. Also, I understand how difficult it can be to control a large energetic dog who wants to do the opposite of whatever you want it to do. However, if you are unable to stop your dog from trying to kill other animals who are frantically trying to escape said dog's jaws, you shouldn't have a motherfucking dog. That dog was trying to kill my baby, and this fuckwit just stood there panicking. She seemed embarrassed and frustrated once Rock and I finally broke away (sans his collar, which her dog broke), and she asked me if Rocky was okay. I think she was crying. Her being upset doesn't change the fact that she can't control her dog, though. If she can't train that dog she should give it to someone who can. If Rocky would have been, say, a toddler that the dog was attacking, that moron would be in jail and the dog would be dead.
Anyway, I think Rock's going to be okay. He's limping a little. The other dog got his shoulder pretty badly. I don't think he's bleeding, but it's already swelling up, and he doesn't want me to touch it. I gave him an anti-inflammatory and put him in his crate with some frozen peanut butter to keep him busy but in the morning I'm taking him to the vet. I've seen Rocky get beaten up by many dogs (he's kind of a wimp), but this was the scariest thing I've ever seen. I honestly thought that dog was going to kill him.
Woops, upon looking again, he is bleeding. I'm going to the vet. Now.
***edit*** Rocky's going to be fine, although he's a little more banged up than I thought. He's got some puncture wounds in his rear flank and chest, and is missing most of a large patch of skin on his front right shoulder. That and his back left hip are beat up, the shoulder's probably sprained. BUT! Nothing is broken, and none of the cuts are very deep.
So he's on a bunch of drugs for a couple of weeks, have to keep his wounds clean, and he should be back to normal. Oh, and avoid the stairs, and no running or swimming, which might be a little harder.
Also, he's 93 pounds, which this particular vet said does not mean he's overweight. She said he's just a big golden. See? That's what I always said. Big-boned. ;) |
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