Poor Eddie! :(

While walking Eddie this afternoon, a stray came from nowhere and jumped him, snarling and growling and tried to bite him. I was able to pull him away unharmed and instead of continuing on our walk, we just turned around and went home.

I thought that was the end of it...

After returning home and being inside for a short time, he whined at the door to go out so I put him on the chain in our yard and came back inside to make lunch. I often hear him barking at other dogs in the neighbourhood so I didn't think much of it when he was making noise, but when I heard yelping...alarm bells went off. So I looked out the window and the same dog was in my yard attacking Eddie. It had him pinned to the ground against the fence and was biting his left front leg. I ran outside hollering and yelling and tried to pull Eddie out from underneath the stray by his chain but I was too scared to get too close and get bitten myself so I grabbed the closest "weapon"...a shovel...and smacked the other dog 2 or 3 times before he released Eddie and ran off. I quickly took him off his chain, picked him up and ran him into the house to tend to his wounds and call the police and animal control.

He's got 4 puncture wounds on his left front leg around the elbow, a small cut on his nose, and one of his dew claws was ripped in the scuffle. I cleaned the wounds as best I could - he was such a good boy and let me take care of them without too much trouble. He favours the leg but can weight bear.

For anyone that's got an issue with my method of rescue...piss off.

No really, fuck off.

I'd do the EXACT same thing again in a heart beat. That dog doesn't want to come anywhere near me or Eddie EVER again....and if I find out who the irresponsible owner is, they'll be getting an earful, not to mention small claims action brought against them for the vet bill and medication that he's got to take because of the attack. I don't even know if this dog has had its shots, but I know mine has. That's what a responsible pet owner does.

After waiting for an hour and a half for animal control (the police refused to come, saying it was a matter for animal control) to arrive, take my statement and examine his wounds for their records, I was finally able to take Eddie to the emergency veterinary clinic where we waiting for 2 & 1/2 hours to be seen by the vet for all of about 10 minutes who wanted to take x-rays and explore the wound surgically, then depending on the outcome/results he'd send us home with pain killers and antibiotics.

I'm a single mother with limited resources, so I asked the vet if all that was absolutely necessary or was he just padding the bill by "recommending" all these procedures - he got kinda snarky at that, but hey! It's my pocket he's picking! He said "well, if you don't want to look after him properly you can just take him home with the medication."

Well!! Fuck you, doc...and the horse you rode in on - I layed it out for him so it was crystal clear.
By the time I was finished with him, he was somewhat more humble and even a little apologetic, blaming his short temper on a busy day and few breaks. I asked him would that be the half an hour plus that I heard him sitting in the next room with other staff members laughing and joking about an office party they'd all attended recently, and gossiped about one of their collegues and how intoxicated she got while I waited for 2 & 1/2 HOURS with my INJURED dog? His attempt to claim otherwise was met with direct rebuttal. So I asked him, "really, are there more than just yourself working today out of the group of people I heard through the door with an accent of East Indian descent?"

He didn't have anything else to say...imagine that...