I saw my dogs life pass before my eyes, and that is when I knew that I would miss her if she died. Begal, her mom, was attacked once by a rottweiler and I had the same reaction. I didn't care about what the dog might do to me, I cared what it was presently doing to my dog. I suppose it is the same reaction a mother should have for her child who is in danger. Tessy's experience was quite similar but this time it was a pitbull. I kicked, I yelled at it, and I pulled at it. That dog was after blood, and I was not going to allow it. The pitbull was treating my cute little prissy Tessy like a piece of meat. He shook her and was latched onto her mouth so she couldn't defend herself...not that she knew how to anyway.
We used to try to get Tessy to bit us by putting our hand in her mouth and pushing down on it-- she refused. She is a peace-maker dog, and only wants to be pet.
No blood was drawn that I could see, but she was really shook up. Poor little girl I don't blame her, it shook me up too. I got her back into the house after the nice owner of the pitbull finally came around and pried his dog off. At least he scolded his dog, no apologies, but I can't ask for the world to change. The owner of the rottweiler did quite the same thing, except he just called to the dog from 60 yards away and didn't even scold the dog, I was furious for many days, and never walked by that house again. All this is just to say that Tessy has earned a stay. She may be stupid and drive me crazy, but she is my mine, and she makes me laugh.
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