|Barked: Sat Dec 3, '11 1:54am PST |
|I have an incredibly seriously awful situation on my hands and, as I've written here before, I can't believe I'm writing this.
It's 1:23am on the west coast and I just got home from the (human)emergency room because Mikey full on attacked me tonight. Full on, got a hold of my ankle, left arm and right hand.
I have zero idea what caused this. Zero.
We got home from a very uneventful walk and got ready for bed exactly as we do every single night and as I walk into my bedroom he's laying on his bed, as he is every night and I leaned down to rub his head, as I do every, single night and he just went for it.
I'm pretty sure I didn't step on his paw. I may have, but I didn't feel it. That would be the only thing that would have provoked this.
Every night it's the same routine. Every night.
I'm thinking I need to put him down. His attack wasn't mild in the slightest. He got a hold of my ankle, achillies area and I some how got him off it, then he grabbed my arm (solid, full on bite for a second or two or three because I couldn't get my arm free. Nor could I get my ankle free for a second or two or three), then he went for my legs again and I stuck my hand in his mouth to pull his mouth off the next body part and I started yelling for him to sit, but it wasn't working.
Finally after I said it 10 times, he stopped trying to bite me and he sat and I walked out of the room, closed the door and assessed the damage.
I have 4 or 5 BIG puncture wounds in my left forearm, two or three puncture wounds in my right ankle and one puncture in my left thumb.
I thought I could drive myself to the hospital, but I was afraid I would pass out and it felt as though my ankle was really bleeding, so I called 911.
I'm all bandaged up, no stitches, just huge holes. One went all the way through in my forearm.
800mg of motrin has made the pain subside for now, but I know I have serious emotional pain coming.
I know I can't keep him after this. I can't risk that kind of unstable behavior.
I've never had to make a decision like this before and I'm feeling so freaking alone.
I don't know how to even go about it. Do I call animal control? Do I take him somewhere? I just don't know.
I know if I call animal control it will be a huge scene and believe it or not, I don't want the neighbors to see Mikey taken out of my house in such a manner.
And I know I'm going to be petrified to deal with him in the morning. I'm not even sure I could get animal control out to my house in a timely manner. So does he sit in my room?
I'd have a friend come deal with him, but his father is dying of cancer and he's been doing night shifts at his fathers house to watch after him so I don't feel comfortable asking him.
At the hospital I wasn't emotional, but now that I'm home and he's locked in my bedroom and I'm in the spare bedroom, I'm starting to get very emotional.
I know I have to do this.
Am I making the right decision?
I know everyone has different ways of dealing with things, but is this something you would do? Put your dog down after an attack?
Any words of encouragement, advice or anything would be much appreciated. I know it's the middle of the night, but I had to put this out here before I laid my head down to sleep. I feel so lost.
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