On December 21, 2014 Lucy and I did our usual morning walk. I like to walk and talk with Lucy so I’m not distracted by my phone. Sometimes I don’t take my phone with me. We walked down our street and thought we would do a little bit more a longer walk, it was a Sunday morning and quiet out. As we turned the corner on Washington Blvd, out of no where was this big dog right in front of us with no leash. I was caught off guard and within seconds the dog latched on to Lucy’s hip. Lucy screamed in pain and I was in shock. This dog would not let go. Within a few more seconds a guy appeared and jumped on top of the dog trying to get her off Lucy while screaming “no no no” I myself was screaming and calling on Archangel Michael. All I had was visions of Lucy being torn apart. The feeling of powerlessness was the most awful feeling I had ever felt. Lucy somehow managed to turn her head and get in a bite to the dog, some how the dog let go and for a split second, Lucy took off running down the street. I don’t remember falling but I lost my shoes, grabbed my phone and ran after Lucy and we ran home. There was blood on Lucy’s hip. I had no idea how hurt she was. She was shaking. A woman in a car followed us and asked if we were okay. I told her I just had to see how Lucy was. We went inside and I scooped her up.. I was bawling . I called Coryelle (Coyelle told me each time she tried to connect to Tiger, there was just silence) left a message, then called Candy. Candy told me to wrap her up in a towel and bring her over. I took a few minutes to try and clean the wound. I was so thankful that there wasn’t a deep wound. Lucy’s thick fur seemed to have helped. This was one of the worst days of my life. I have had many experiences in my lifetime but never did I feel so helpless , hearing Lucy screaming was horrific. That day, I never left Candy’s place. I just sat on the floor next to Lucy crying and giving Lucy healing.

Two days later as I was pulling out of my driveway I saw a guy staring at me, not in a bad way but just staring. So I pulled down my window. He walked over and asked if I owned a corgi. I said yes. He said it was his dog that had attacked mine. He came over and introduced himself.. He said he had just rescued the dog, a boxer/pitbull mix . She had somehow gotten out of the yard and never attacked a dog before. I told him to please not punish her and that my best friend Candy and I work with animals. He said he would get training for his dog Tiger.

I was very touched that he was looking for me and came to apologize. Lucy still won’t walk very far from the house and that is okay. We do short walks and she has a yard.

Yesterday when I came home from work, I was shocked to see the shoes that I had lost with a note from Dilan. He wanted to let me know that Tiger was getting training and learning to be a healthy, happy and confident dog. I was blown away. Two days ago, Candy’s Jesse was attacked by a dog that got out of its yard. This dog went straight for Jesse’s throat. Jesse fought back and thank goodness a woman came out and was able to get the dog off Jesse. But the owners were not like Dilan, they didn’t seem to care that their dog hurt Jesse.

I am grateful that the dog that hurt Lucy is getting help. Its not the dog, it’s the owners that truly make a difference.

I told Lucy that the dog that hurt her is getting help and training. Perhaps we can heal , all of us from this.