December 16, 2007

  • Well, I feel like I am Debbie Downer with my posts these days...once I figure out why my camera is bi-polar, I will have some upbeat, warm-fuzzy posts for y'all!! 

    Last night, around midnight, we discovered that our dog had been attacked!  We think it was by another dog--the vet thinks so, too.  Lamb, our 13-year old, went outside to walk the dog one more time (we do not have a fenced yard out here--so he is on a line, attached to a stake in the ground).  Tag, our Springer Spaniel, was shaking and would not come to Lamb.  He would not make any sounds, either.  (That is something that we also find so strange--we did not hear any of this going on!  He did not moan or howl or anything--we did not hear fighting or growling.).  When Lamb unlatched the line, Tag hopped on three legs towards the deck.  Lamb saw the blood once he got him on the porch~and chaos ensued.

    Lamb, 13, had quite a day yesterday, going with me to my Godson's funeral.  It was only the second funeral he's ever attended (the first was my dh's grandmother, who passed away right before her 101st birthday), and it was probably the saddest one I have ever been to.  There were over 200 kids at the funeral--I have no idea of how many people total, probably 500-600--the church is huge and it was completely full.  It was a beautiful service and I truly appreciated the way that the preacher turned Kade's life into an example for his friends.  Kade was a sweet, God-loving boy!  He was not afraid to talk about his love of God to others.  Everyone liked him--on the Monday after his death, the school had to call in eleven counselors from other schools to help all of the crying children.  When Ingrid would pick Kade up from school every day, he would always beg for her to roll the window down so that he could say good-bye to someone.  He loved everyone and everyone loved him.  His grandma, Ingrid's mom, would tell Ingrid, "That boy shines bright!".  Kade always told Ingrid that he would take care of her when she got old.  They do not know how they are going to go on with life without him.  It is going to be so difficult.  Please, pray for my friend Ingrid.  Her three-year old was with the neighbor all week because she felt like she "couldn't be a mom right now".  I know that her little guy is going to be key in helping her heal.  She knows the Lord, she is a practicing Christian, but she also needs so much prayer.

    So, it was a long day for me, Lamb, and Pilot.  We left around 11 a.m. and did not return until about 9:30 p.m.  The drive was two hours, then we were at the funeral for about six hours, then we went to my parent's house for about an hour, and finally the two hour drive home.  It was a long, emotional day.

    So, back to the dog--Lamb completely panics when he sees the blood on Tag.  He's on the back porch, crying and sobbing and my dh (who is holding a sleeping Lion) is trying to tell him to just put the dog in his kennel and we will take him to the vet tomorrow.  Lamb wanted us to take Tag to the vet immediately, but we just couldn't.  We have one emergency vet clinic in our town, but the prices are outrageous and between this job change and Christmas, we just couldn't do it.  This morning, I got up and called our vet~they are open on Saturdays from 8-12.  Dh, Lamb, and Sailor took Tag in.  He got a rabies shot, antibiotics, and pain medicine.  He has a pretty bad gash under one arm that we have to keep clean, a gash on his stomach, and some bite punctures.  We are so upset that this happened--he basically was mauled by another dog.  There are two dogs that I suspect...  Our neighborhood is outside the city limits and the dogs can just run free.  Poor Tag was stuck on his line and had no way to get away from the other dog.  I still do not understand how we did not hear any of that going on... He has been inside most of today.  He hopped out on three legs to be "watered" (LOL), then hopped back over to his kennel.  Once he has healed some, when we let him spend more time outside, we will be keeping an eye on him throughout the day.  He will come inside to his kennel as soon as darkness falls, then Lamb can take him out once before we go to sleep.

    Oh, and I still need to call the Sheriff and make a report...

Comments (5)

  • You all did have a rough day.  I'm glad to hear you returned safely home.  Just think, that little guy is looking over all of is special friends.

    Your poor little dog.  I hope he continues to heal and gets back on track.  I'm such an animal lover.  Asfor the other dog, someone needs to put him in "timeout".

  • Awwww, I really feel for your poor little dog. I hope he heals quickly. I think that's awful that people just let their dogs run free like that. We did with our dog but we never left him outside alone and he never left our yard. (Except of course for the time he was in the driveway when he died but that's a whole different story) Wether there is a leash law or not it's just a courtesy to the rest of the neighborhood to keep them contained somehow. What if next time it's someones child that dog goes after and not another dog?

     Boy, you and your family have really been through a lot lately. I'm so sorry about everything that's been going on. I don't even know where to begin or what to say but just know that I'm thinking about you and your friends and family. (((hugs))) to you.

  • I have been praying for Ingrid, although I didn't catch her name until this post. I will keep doing so. I cannot imagine that sort of pain and loss, and I know that the only comfort will come from God.

  • I still cry everytime I read about Kade, I can't even imagine what Ingrid is going threw. They are still in my prayers.  I'm sorry to hear about the dog, hope he heals quickly.  Talk to you soon.

  • Thank you for sharing bits of your life... even the "Debbie Downer" bits.

    I think it's great that so many children were at the funeral... I've heard of many cases where kids were kept away from funerals, even other kids' funerals, but I think kids need closure and a chance to grieve with each other and to celebrate life just as much as adults do. And, sometimes, they have a better perspective on death than do the grown-ups! My husband had leukemia as a child and attended several funerals for fellow patients. He's so grateful that his parents let him participate, but not all patients' parents allowed them to attend the funerals. I've appreciated the healthy perspective he has about death and dying... so many of us are afraid to think about and talk about death, but he's never been afraid to face it or to talk with others who are facing it... I'm sure it will serve him well in ministry someday.

    So sorry about your poor dog!

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