Well, today has been rather eventful. [INJURY :c ]
13 years ago
For a start, it's my mother's birthday. She's 45 and wonderful. C:
Unfortunately, that's all the goodness that can be mentioned, really. It pretty much goes downhill from here.
Mainly due to one thing.
A dog.
Not my dog, he's possibly one of the most placid things you'll ever know, oh no.
A dog that me and my dog, while walking through town, encountered.
For reasons that remain unknown, this dog had a nasty bite at my dog. We're still not entirely sure what happened, and I can't remember it fully, not like I really want to remember it... Their dog, the aggressor in the situation, came away completely unscathed apart from bluntly whapped on the head by a well-built guy in a white shirt who managed to separate the two dogs. Both me and my dog came away with comparatively minor injuries.
I sustained a nasty injury on my left hand, that I think I got from trying to pull my dog away from their dog. As I said earlier, I don't particularly want to remember it. It was bleeding slightly, but after the incident, went straight to the hospital to get it checked out.
My dog also came off surprisingly lightly from the encounter, only coming away with a badly bloodied nose and a couple of dislocated teeth. Mum is currently taking him to the vet to get it checked out.
Hopefully things won't spiral out of control too much, but my mother has said that for any vet bills, she is getting the owner of the other dog to pay for them.
One last notice that I will add, the other dog was a Staffordshire bull terrier. I'm only adding this so that you wouldn't have skipped all of it, on the grounds that Staffies are notoriously vicious, and it would have done it anyway...
Bull. Shit. I have known that pretty much any dog can be aggressive if provoked in the wrong way. My most vicious dog that I've ever had was a Jack Russel.
My older brother, he has a Staffy of his own, it's just playful and bouncy. Only bites playfully because you're holding its chew toy.
Unfortunately, that's all the goodness that can be mentioned, really. It pretty much goes downhill from here.
Mainly due to one thing.
A dog.
Not my dog, he's possibly one of the most placid things you'll ever know, oh no.
A dog that me and my dog, while walking through town, encountered.
For reasons that remain unknown, this dog had a nasty bite at my dog. We're still not entirely sure what happened, and I can't remember it fully, not like I really want to remember it... Their dog, the aggressor in the situation, came away completely unscathed apart from bluntly whapped on the head by a well-built guy in a white shirt who managed to separate the two dogs. Both me and my dog came away with comparatively minor injuries.
I sustained a nasty injury on my left hand, that I think I got from trying to pull my dog away from their dog. As I said earlier, I don't particularly want to remember it. It was bleeding slightly, but after the incident, went straight to the hospital to get it checked out.
My dog also came off surprisingly lightly from the encounter, only coming away with a badly bloodied nose and a couple of dislocated teeth. Mum is currently taking him to the vet to get it checked out.
Hopefully things won't spiral out of control too much, but my mother has said that for any vet bills, she is getting the owner of the other dog to pay for them.
One last notice that I will add, the other dog was a Staffordshire bull terrier. I'm only adding this so that you wouldn't have skipped all of it, on the grounds that Staffies are notoriously vicious, and it would have done it anyway...
Bull. Shit. I have known that pretty much any dog can be aggressive if provoked in the wrong way. My most vicious dog that I've ever had was a Jack Russel.
My older brother, he has a Staffy of his own, it's just playful and bouncy. Only bites playfully because you're holding its chew toy.
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