Grover
OK, time to admit. That dog was no Mylowe, and never would be.
Friday night, he bit me. 5 times.
On hindsight, Peanut and Butter’s keeping him at bay, away from us, was not so much jealousy as protecting us. They must have known that somewhere in that golden head lurks insanity.
After a week of rehoming this dog with a past of aggression (that’s an understatement, really), we decided it was only fair to allow him some alone time with us, thereby shutting our 2 dogs out. After an hour of hanging and lying around, it was midnight and time for him to go out to the kitchen and for us to sleep.
I called out to him to go out, he ignored me, so I walked over to take him by the collar. Before I could reach him, he jumped up and bit me on the right arm. Being experienced from a previous dog bite, I knew my arm would turn numb and lose its strength, so I was calm when I experienced the shock through my nerves. Immediately, I protected my other arm and whacked the dog across the nose with the injured arm like what everybody advised. My precaution was justified, as the dog was not intimidated by the swing. He came back and bit on again. Keeping calm, I kept his mouth busy with my injured arm while grabbing his choke chain with my other arm, thus sustaining another 3 bites.. . 5 bites in all.
When I managed to hold on to his choke chain, I pulled it up and twisted it tight in case he pulled free, and managed to get him off my arm.
In that 10 secs of close encounter, I saw in his eyes, not the look of a frantic dog biting out of fear, but a maniac enjoying his attack.
Meow drove me to the hospital. I was unable to drive a manual car with 1 arm disabled. I allowed myself to cry a little bit in the car out of pain. 2 injections and a cast to hide the gory details was doc’s solution.
Next morning saw Grover back at the shelter. Such unprecedented attacks cannot be tolerated in a home environment. Good thing I warned the maid not to get near him when I brought him home. Good thing he didn’t bite anybody but me. At least I was prepared and able to defend myself…
Friday night, he bit me. 5 times.
On hindsight, Peanut and Butter’s keeping him at bay, away from us, was not so much jealousy as protecting us. They must have known that somewhere in that golden head lurks insanity.
After a week of rehoming this dog with a past of aggression (that’s an understatement, really), we decided it was only fair to allow him some alone time with us, thereby shutting our 2 dogs out. After an hour of hanging and lying around, it was midnight and time for him to go out to the kitchen and for us to sleep.
I called out to him to go out, he ignored me, so I walked over to take him by the collar. Before I could reach him, he jumped up and bit me on the right arm. Being experienced from a previous dog bite, I knew my arm would turn numb and lose its strength, so I was calm when I experienced the shock through my nerves. Immediately, I protected my other arm and whacked the dog across the nose with the injured arm like what everybody advised. My precaution was justified, as the dog was not intimidated by the swing. He came back and bit on again. Keeping calm, I kept his mouth busy with my injured arm while grabbing his choke chain with my other arm, thus sustaining another 3 bites.. . 5 bites in all.
When I managed to hold on to his choke chain, I pulled it up and twisted it tight in case he pulled free, and managed to get him off my arm.
In that 10 secs of close encounter, I saw in his eyes, not the look of a frantic dog biting out of fear, but a maniac enjoying his attack.
Meow drove me to the hospital. I was unable to drive a manual car with 1 arm disabled. I allowed myself to cry a little bit in the car out of pain. 2 injections and a cast to hide the gory details was doc’s solution.
Next morning saw Grover back at the shelter. Such unprecedented attacks cannot be tolerated in a home environment. Good thing I warned the maid not to get near him when I brought him home. Good thing he didn’t bite anybody but me. At least I was prepared and able to defend myself…
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