kibbles n bits
That’s my new nickname. The husband has been saying it all day, "kibbles n bits, kibbles n bits".
I don’t think I’m too much of a drama queen, but it was all about the drama here this morning. Our neighbor’s dog got out of their yard somehow, and as I was leaving for work, I saw it in front of their yard. I pulled my car out our gate, and got out to close it behind me. I looked over to see if their gate was unlocked, so I could let him back in and saw that it wasn’t. I didn’t go near it, but stayed on our property, and he charge at me, growling, barking and snapping. I was screaming bloody murder, and he nipped me in the leg and grabbed and tore my sweater. I was trying to get back to my car, but he wouldn’t let me anywhere near it. From out of nowhere came a Highway Patrol, and she started screaming into her loudspeaker. That startled the dog a bit, and I was able to run to my car. She pulled her car in between my car and the dog. I don’t know what would have happened, if not for her!
She called every emergency service within twenty miles, I think, because within a few minutes there was a fire truck, a couple more highway patrol cars, the local sheriff and an ambulance in front of the house. So I was a shivering mass of nerves, and somehow ended up in an ambulance, headed for the city. They even made me lay on the gurney and strapped me in. So embarrassing. I spent a couple hours in the emergency room, getting the bite cleaned out and getting a tetunus shot and some antibiotics. I’ll spare you pictures of the bite, it’s just a bloody scrape, really and a little puncture wound. I didn’t need stitches, and it could have been so much worse. The worse thing is the emotional trauma. I love dogs, and dogs usually love me :o). I’ve never seen anything like that before and I’ve never been so terrified. Sadly, the dog is going to have to be put down. It killed a sheep a few months ago. I don’t think I could handle seeing it again, and felt myself tense up when we pulled in the driveway after getting back from the hospital. I know that animal control captured the dog, and I’m not sure if they’re going to observe him for a while to see if he has rabies or what. The neighbors are extremely sorry, and offering to pay for everything. They say he’s had his rabies shot, so hopefully I won’t have to get the rabies vaccine, which the nurse told me, no less than 15 times, is a series of 5 REALLY BIT SHOTS. 15 times she told me.
But hey, I got Friday off, so now I’m enjoying a 3-day weekend!
OH DEAR!! What a drama. Good to know you are ok. This is how my husband got scared of dogs too. I hope you don’t need that rabies shot(s) because that sounds really scary. I’ll keep my fingers crossed!!
Oh my goodness. i am glad to hear that you are doing okay and are able to enjoy a 3-day weekend. Let’s hope you don’t need the rabies shot. That sounds yucky.
Mr. P wants to know what kind of a dog it was. Chihuahua? Maltese? Poodle? Terrier? They can all get a little ferocious.
I’m so relieved that you are doing well. You sounded good on the phone this morning. I hope you and Lynette have a good visit tomorrow. You didn’t tell me about the sheep……dog should have been gone a month ago!!!!!
sweet! 3 day weekend and an ambulence ride? lucky.
Poor you – that must have been really traumatic!
I was chased home from school by a little Jack Rusell terrier who kept going for my ankles. Luckily I managed to escape, but I am still wary of dogs.
Oh, my goodness, Marne! I sure am glad to hear it was not any worse.
How awful! I sure do hope you don’t have to get any shots! Why is riding in an ambulance embarrassing… I totally got that! LOL I’m glad you’re okay and sorry about the dog but … People are more important and it might have been worse! I’m glad it was one of those times the Highway Patrol WAS nearby!