Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Yucky Day
I was sick today but mostly things went well. That is until, I got home, and decided to take the dogs for a walk. I was thinking fresh air, just the thing to lift the spirits and give the doggies much needed exercise. I get around the corner in my neighborhood and see the dogs I usually see who bark and bark but are contained by their fence. Not this time...gate left open by a visitor, dogs attacked! I'm yelling for help. People come out get the dogs off...where is Eli, my baby where is he? Gone I can't find him. We're so sorry ma'am, we're so sorry, how can we help you? Just help me find my baby. Ada is in my arms, huge gash in her front thigh, I can see her muscle, the flap of skin is loose. I'm sobbing walking up and down the street with my wounded dog looking for my other one. I carry her home sobbing loudly. And there Eli is, with my neighbor, traumatized but ok. I take Ada to the emergency vet. They take her overnight. She needs stitching up and drainage tubes because the fat was torn in two places. I go to meet my small group at a restaurant, thank god, it's down the street from the vet, to get food (starving and traumatized) and see friendly faces. It's exactly what I needed. I go back home, talk to my sister and decide to take Eli to get him checked out just in case. She drives all the way over to meet me and hugs me and tells me she loves me. Eli is okay. Ada is finished with her surgery I get to say hi, poor girl. She whimpers, I'll see you in the morning girl. I love you. And here I am...so so so tired. ¶ 2/13/2008
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I was sick today but mostly things went well. That is until, I got home, and decided to take the dogs for a walk. I was thinking fresh air, just the thing to lift the spirits and give the doggies much needed exercise. I get around the corner in my neighborhood and see the dogs I usually see who bark and bark but are contained by their fence. Not this time...gate left open by a visitor, dogs attacked! I'm yelling for help. People come out get the dogs off...where is Eli, my baby where is he? Gone I can't find him. We're so sorry ma'am, we're so sorry, how can we help you? Just help me find my baby. Ada is in my arms, huge gash in her front thigh, I can see her muscle, the flap of skin is loose. I'm sobbing walking up and down the street with my wounded dog looking for my other one. I carry her home sobbing loudly. And there Eli is, with my neighbor, traumatized but ok. I take Ada to the emergency vet. They take her overnight. She needs stitching up and drainage tubes because the fat was torn in two places. I go to meet my small group at a restaurant, thank god, it's down the street from the vet, to get food (starving and traumatized) and see friendly faces. It's exactly what I needed. I go back home, talk to my sister and decide to take Eli to get him checked out just in case. She drives all the way over to meet me and hugs me and tells me she loves me. Eli is okay. Ada is finished with her surgery I get to say hi, poor girl. She whimpers, I'll see you in the morning girl. I love you. And here I am...so so so tired. ¶ 2/13/2008
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*huggles* i'm so sorry to hear about all the recent ugliness...i'm glad that the doggers are physically okay. as always, my thoughts and prayers are with you. i'll chat with you again soon.
much love!
much love!
So sorry to hear about that awful incident! I had a similarly horrific experience when I was a teenager walking my miniature poodle (RIP Max). Giant neighbor's dog got loose and attacked... Max had to be in a full body cast, had punctured lungs, etc. Poor thing. I think I felt just as mentally traumatized as he was physically traumatized. Hope you and the puppies are both okay now. (And hope the neighbors gave you their insurance info and are paying the vet bills!). Love you lots!
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