I’m not mad at my neighbor but I’m real mad! My neighbor is a good person and his dog, while a little aggressive, has mostly been polite when Kali and I meet them on the trail. I’m mad! So thanks to all of you who read this unedited therapy session. As they say, the first session is free and therefore I will rant, complain, lament, and then move on.
It was raining most of the day (yay for California!) so Kali and couldn’t walk this morning. Well we could have but I negotiated a stay from Kali and promised we would walk later if it dried up. And so we did.
The neighbor in question lives two doors down on the other side of the street. As we passed by I noticed him in front of his house with a couple of other people. I also notice his dog, a Rottweiler, grazing around his front lawn. We’ve encountered the dog on the trail before at the end of my neighbor’s leash but never around the houses when the Rotty was off leash. The Rotty had seemed calm and constrained when I’d seen her in front of her house in the past so I was not too concerned.
So I’ll cut to the chase. In a flash the Rotty was on Kali gnashing, growling, and attacking. Kali tried to protect herself but she was on the end of the leash I was pulling tighter and tighter. I tried to put myself in between the dogs but the Rotty was relentless and Kali was in protect mode. Just as I was about to try to put my foot in the Rotty’s nose another dog – an even bigger version of the first one – was on Kali. Now there were two dogs Kali and I were trying to fend off.
It all happened in a matter of 30 seconds or less. I tried to pick Kali up in my arms to protect her from two sets of gnashing teeth. The owners, showed a sincere and urgent effort to quickly get to their dogs and quickly got them under control. They were apologetic and continued to express apologies as they pulled their dogs back to their house. I was so freaking mad and could not bring myself to say anything. I just wanted to get Kali home and check her out. They got their dogs inside the house and came back to apologize, Fine…
As Kali and walk back towards our house I see she is limping badly. I have her lay down in front of our house and I check her out. I gently pull on her limbs and rub her fur to see if there are wounds. Her tail is wagging and she doesn’t seem to be in any pain as I tug and pull on limbs and rub her body. She stands up and now seems to be walking ok. So we go for a short walk so I can see how she is walking. It’s ok for a while but then I see more limp. We head home.
I fill Holly in on what happened and then I’m off to a client appointment. Holly texts me a short while later and tells me Kali si limping and in some pain. She’ll see the vet tomorrow. I don’t think there is a puncture. The attacking dogs didn’t seem to get any teeth into Kali but I’m not sure. I think she may have twisted her leg in the melee. There is a very sensitive area and when I touch it she reacts in obvious discomfort.
I’m pissed off. Not at my neighbor (things happen), not at the dogs (although I was moments away from risking my own safety to tackle those dogs and giving them a beat down), but I’m just mad.
So thanks of the therapy session and guiltless grammatically error-ridden and ranting post. We’ll know tomorrow the extent of Kali’s injuries. For now she is sleeping soundly at my feet as any other evening after dinner.