So I go to walk my dog this evening and by the time i get to the front of the building, some pitbull is charging down the block and around the corner and starts viciously biting my dog. The other dog's owner is some hardcore yuppie chick, who is standing back saying "no, dont do that, no". ive got my dog on a leash and im trying to get her away, and until i basically screamed at the girl to pull her dog away, she just stood there helpless. her dog wasnt leashed, the thing was going to town on my dog's neck. i go back in the house to look at my dog and when i come back out this girl is gone, but i think i know where she lives. i go over there to ring the bell to find out if her dog has been vaccinated, no answer.
so i go back in and on further inspection my dog has a gaping tooth wound in the back of her neck. so i take the dog to the emergency vet ($$$) because she is oozing blood everywhere and im worried as fuck.
i get there and the vet has to anesthetize her (which i hate doing, second time in her life) to stitch her up and give her all these crazy ass bandages.
three hours and three hundred dollars later, im driving my miserable drugged up dog home and i park in front of my building and who is walking down the street, but three girls and a pitbull... im not 100% sure at first if it's them so i walk up and ask, was that your dog earlier... to which they all reply "no" and keep walking and i say, did this dog attack my dog earlier, and i look down and im positive it was the dog, and i say "yeah, this is the dog that did it" and the girl who was there earlier gets a really concerned look on her face and she was like "is your dog ok?"
and i say "yeah, that was you earlier... no my dog is not ok, your dog messed her up really bad, i just spent three hours in the emergency vet with her getting her stitched up" suddenly her blond friend (who wasnt even there at the time) starts taking control of the conversation, telling her friends what to say...
i dont want to go into the whole exchange word for word but basically they claimed their dog was on a leash which it definitely wasnt, and i say look, i want you guys to pay the vet bills, and thats it and they reply well maybe we'll do that well take copies of the vet bills and we'll look at them later all along they are also claiming this is not their dog, they are just babysitting it... although they slipped up and called the dog their dog like three times - and i say "fine ill show you the bills i need to make copies, where do you live... its that house right there right?" They refuse to tell me their names or where they live claiming that they got robbed or something etc
Bla bla bla back and forth im like fine you know what, you dont wanna tell me who you are thats cool, ill call the police and you can tell them who you are im like look, if this goes to court, ill have a police report and a vet bill, theres no way youll win... if you wanna keep this civil then cooperate no, fine, dialed 911 now this is happening right outside my building, with my car parked with the dog in it its freezing cold they know who i am... first and last name... where i live, and what car i drive and they wont tell me who they are anyways the cops show up, look at my dog, sort of take my statement, flirt with the girls a bit and give me a copy of some paper that has the report number on it not concerned whatsoever, one of the cops actually laughed at my dog's bandages.
my dog is all bandaged and bleeding and miserable
im broke spending crazy money on vet bills
and these lying sacks of shit that live next door to me will probably have their boyfriends knock out my car windows and rob me soon. i dealt with all this with a 100 degree fever and a horrid flu.
this dog is basically my best friend, and shes like a daughter to me. i dont know what to do here.
im trying to stay sane... the grammar of this stupid tale is atrocious im sorry... its way too long to read i dont even wanna reread it to proof and fix it but i just need some sane advice on what to do here, im about as upset as ive ever been.
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UPDATE 03.01 1pm
I just talked to the dog's owner and he seemed to be a sane, rational, mature human being. He was apologetic and concerned about whether my dog was ok or not. He has offered to pay all the vet bills incurred by this. We'll see if he keeps his word.
My dog is groggy and miserable still but she'll be ok. I'm taking her back to her main vet tomorrow morning to have everything checked out and she should be back to normal within a week.
Thanks again to all you guys who supported me on here, it means a lot.
so i go back in and on further inspection my dog has a gaping tooth wound in the back of her neck. so i take the dog to the emergency vet ($$$) because she is oozing blood everywhere and im worried as fuck.
i get there and the vet has to anesthetize her (which i hate doing, second time in her life) to stitch her up and give her all these crazy ass bandages.
three hours and three hundred dollars later, im driving my miserable drugged up dog home and i park in front of my building and who is walking down the street, but three girls and a pitbull... im not 100% sure at first if it's them so i walk up and ask, was that your dog earlier... to which they all reply "no" and keep walking and i say, did this dog attack my dog earlier, and i look down and im positive it was the dog, and i say "yeah, this is the dog that did it" and the girl who was there earlier gets a really concerned look on her face and she was like "is your dog ok?"
and i say "yeah, that was you earlier... no my dog is not ok, your dog messed her up really bad, i just spent three hours in the emergency vet with her getting her stitched up" suddenly her blond friend (who wasnt even there at the time) starts taking control of the conversation, telling her friends what to say...
i dont want to go into the whole exchange word for word but basically they claimed their dog was on a leash which it definitely wasnt, and i say look, i want you guys to pay the vet bills, and thats it and they reply well maybe we'll do that well take copies of the vet bills and we'll look at them later all along they are also claiming this is not their dog, they are just babysitting it... although they slipped up and called the dog their dog like three times - and i say "fine ill show you the bills i need to make copies, where do you live... its that house right there right?" They refuse to tell me their names or where they live claiming that they got robbed or something etc
Bla bla bla back and forth im like fine you know what, you dont wanna tell me who you are thats cool, ill call the police and you can tell them who you are im like look, if this goes to court, ill have a police report and a vet bill, theres no way youll win... if you wanna keep this civil then cooperate no, fine, dialed 911 now this is happening right outside my building, with my car parked with the dog in it its freezing cold they know who i am... first and last name... where i live, and what car i drive and they wont tell me who they are anyways the cops show up, look at my dog, sort of take my statement, flirt with the girls a bit and give me a copy of some paper that has the report number on it not concerned whatsoever, one of the cops actually laughed at my dog's bandages.
my dog is all bandaged and bleeding and miserable
im broke spending crazy money on vet bills
and these lying sacks of shit that live next door to me will probably have their boyfriends knock out my car windows and rob me soon. i dealt with all this with a 100 degree fever and a horrid flu.
this dog is basically my best friend, and shes like a daughter to me. i dont know what to do here.
im trying to stay sane... the grammar of this stupid tale is atrocious im sorry... its way too long to read i dont even wanna reread it to proof and fix it but i just need some sane advice on what to do here, im about as upset as ive ever been.
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UPDATE 03.01 1pm
I just talked to the dog's owner and he seemed to be a sane, rational, mature human being. He was apologetic and concerned about whether my dog was ok or not. He has offered to pay all the vet bills incurred by this. We'll see if he keeps his word.
My dog is groggy and miserable still but she'll be ok. I'm taking her back to her main vet tomorrow morning to have everything checked out and she should be back to normal within a week.
Thanks again to all you guys who supported me on here, it means a lot.
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ash:
well dude, you know where to find me if she ever shows up again. ~flexes muscles~
ash:
there are soooo many better hero chicks u could nickname me, lol, plz dont call me popeye