I sat down to explain to my clients what a dangerous dog they had – at about that time he walked over to me. I did not feel safe on the same level as this dog — glanced at him and thought “ah fuc@#!! Houston,we have a problem — eyes do not look good”. I raised my hand to protect my face.
Just then the 100 + lb. rott/pit mix snarled grabbed my right hand crunching and munching – growling. Chomp, chomp, chomp. One seldom sees a dog bite – it’s over and done with before you realize it happened.
It’s so damn disconcerting when you watch it happen. Told myself “do not pull your hand away or it will tear flesh”. The owner came over and was pulling him off and my hand it still in his mouth.
“Please put him away I don’t want to be bitten again”.
Some blood, mostly bruising — sore, startled. May need a break from typing or maybe I just needed some sympathy.
That’s my glamorous day job…why did I leave those other careers again? I think I am going to go take a nap now.