I thought I was going to be killed by a dog tonight. At least seriously injured. I came home after grocery shopping and as I got out of the car I put my purse, a magazine, and a soda on the roof of my car to free my hands for bags. I like to see if i can get all the bags at one time, so I was piling them up my arms when I heard a dog barking...but it was off in the distance. I got all the bags and moved around the car to get the purse and things when I noticed the barking was coming closer and I saw a dog not on a leash coming near me.
Under normal circumstances I would have been cool and ignored it. But it was barking at me and it was a scary looking down like a pit or something. I froze. My mind was racing trying think of what to do. I remember asking myself "Ok, what have people taught me to do in this situation?" as if someone had taught me what to do in this situation. They hadn't. I had no idea what to do. I thought about attacking with my keys...yeah right..My plan finally agreed to attack with the grocery bags.
But, I just stood there waiting for the dog to do something other than bark at me. I finally moved to the side and noticed he moved from the opposite direction of me. I didn't feel as threatened by this, so I made my way slowly to the porch and he moved away from me the entire time.
I got inside and realized that I left my purse and stuff on the roof of my car. I looked outside and the pooch had started to cross the street. The coast seemed clear, but as I opened the door he heard me and came back just a-barking away. I stepped back inside because he came all the way to the bottom of the porch stairs.
I channeled my inner crazy lady and thought I should probably get a broom. So I walked out there with the broom shooing him away and safely got my belongings- but it was really scary.
I knew Zoe needed to use the bathroom, but I wouldn't let her out because of a potential dog fight, but even over an our later when I let Zoe outside I heard her barking at something- and she never does that so I quickly let her back in.
It was scary.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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