No Bad Dogs
This is Miss Sadie and her new hat. It is not her favorite hat, that’s for sure. This past Monday while we were taking our morning walk two pit bulls got out of their fenced yard and decided to make her acquaintance. As frightening as it was, it could have been much, much worse. Fortunately, the dogs were not mean. They had no interest in me or in hurting Sadie, but pit bulls are by nature aggressive dogs, and even though they seemed to be more interested in getting to know her than having her for breakfast, she ended up with a small puncture wound that I wasn’t even aware of until she started limping late that night. A visit to the vet revealed the wound and an abscess, and she has to have the drain in her leg and wear the E collar until tomorrow.
I am a dog lover. I’ve grown up with dogs and my husband and I have had dogs for the 31 years we have been married, but I am convinced now more than ever that pit bulls do not make good pets just because of this very reason. I know this was an accident. I also know if the dogs HAD intended to do Sadie harm she or even I might not be here today. I don’t hate the dogs. I don’t even hate the owner (who was very upset about what happened). It was just an unfortunate accident that didn’t need to occur if someone had been more careful.
I’m not here to preach. Sorry. I’m on edge about everything going on in the world lately. This hasn’t helped. I think I was more traumatized by the event than Sadie. Most things I can shrug off, but I am having a hard time shaking this. I was mugged once, and I felt the same way. Keep looking for a little happiness in a world so full of misery…that’s all we can do.
BTW, for those of you who know Magpie, I found out today she had fallen and hurt her ankle and was in the ER when I called. Hopefully it’s just a sprain.