Today at the
dog park a dog attacked Willow. At the
gate of the dog park there is a little fence area you first walk in that has
two other gates. One for the small dogs area and one for large dogs. In that little space is where I take Willow's
lease off and open the large dog gate.
Usually, if there are a bunch of dogs there, the bulk of them will run
up to meet the new arrival, to check it out, smell its butt and look at his balls, and so on.
I suppose the dogs , in the own way, are hollering "Fresh
meat!" the same as inmates in prison might when somebody new arrives.
This time as soon as I opened the gate about three or four bounded out at Willow and they
were led by a Pitt Bull looking dog that was growling, breathing insanely, and
snapping. She went for Willow's throat
with her teeth. I thought, "Jugular
vein!!" and tried to separate it from Willow but wasn't succeeding. Then I with my fists started beating the dog
on its side with my fists. About that
time the dog's owner made it to our fighting area and pulled it off by the
collar.
Luckily,
Willow's skin was not broken or ripped.
After that
Willow was timid going inside, but I talked her into it. During the next 15 minutes or so I kept an
eye on the snapping pit bull looking creature.
Several times it ran up to Willow in a friendly way like it wanted to
play. Each time it got near I stood up
and had my eye on a heavy stick, if I needed it. The dog's owner never spoke a word.
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