When a 10 lb, poorly shaven, skin and bones mess of a dog showed up on our doorstep last year looking for hand outs, it felt like destiny unfolding. Our current dog was terminally ill with breast cancer and it was obvious from the way they intereacted that she wanted her new friend to take care of us when she was gone. So we took the necessary steps to adopt the Miniature Schnauzer, aptly named Scrappy, and give him the loving home that he deserved. "The Scrapman" has become as much a member of my family as a child would. The last thing he deserved was to be chomped on by a neighboring dog.
Whether owners want to admit it or not, owning a pitbull is a greater responsibility than your common pup. While they can be loyal, friendly, and protective animals, their power makes them dangerous for those very same reasons. So when Scrappy was wandering the side yard at my Mom's house on Sunday night looking for a place to do his business, it was a total surprise to see a fully grown pitbull hop a 4' fence and attack. Maybe the pit felt my dog was wandering too close to his yard, but the possibility of such an event is something that pitbull owners need to factor in when preparing their yard for ownership. Instead, the scumbags next to my mom's house felt that a thin cable tied off to a rusted old railing and a 4' post & rail fence that my mom installed herself to keep the riff raff neighborhood kids out of her yard would be enough to stop "Diva" the pitbull.
I punched the pitbull in the side to separate the two and the site of 5 adults charging at him was enough to separate the two, but hearing my adopted pup scream in pain and seeing the blood oozing out of a half dozen puncture wounds will haunt me for the rest of my life. Scrappy required surgery on both the inside and outside of his right rear leg and some stitching on a couple of other bite marks. It could be quite a while, if ever, before my 11 year old pup is back to normal. No dog deserves that, especially not one who has already had such a tough life and finally got the family he deserved. When he looks me in the eye I can feel him saying "Why did this happen to me?" And the answer lies with the careless and irresponsible owners of the pitbull. I don't wish any ill on the dog, but I hope the army of vagrants that live at that house get what's coming to them. You can rest assured that I'll be taking my "pound of flesh" in the form of compensation for Vet Bills, missed time at work, and travel expenses. Let's hope the next time the pitbull decides to attack that it's not one of the owner's latchkey kids on the other side of those jaws. It's taken every bit of energy I have for me to hold down the rage and anger I have for this owner.