Dog Bitten

I got bitten by a dog tonight. I had gotten three cats fixed for the owners of that dog. I should have kicked it out across the street. I didn't. I was over emotionally worn out, and just balled. I didn't cry from the pain of the bite. I cried over the unfairness of being bitten at the end of a long hard day. I was angry at the citizens of Linn County in general today, after that middle class older woman told me what she did to that little calico kitten. After I returned the male to Lebanon, only to find two more cat houses within a block, full of unfixed cats. After posting about the dumped calico kitten and receiving one e-mail afterwards from a man who said I must know about cats and can I remove ten cats he has living on his porch right away.

After all that, I leave, to trap more Linn County cats, for fixing tomorrow, but first I return the three from Millersburg. I knock on the front door and a man comes to the door, the husband of the woman who handed over the cats this a.m.. He opens the door and out run three little dogs. One immediately bites me first on the ankle, then on my calf. The second hurt, produced four puncture wounds and a tear. And drew blood.

The man seemed confused as to why I was yelling at him to get the damn white dog inside. I was hopping on one foot, crying, but angry crying and yelling at him to get that dog away from me. Finally he got it, and pushed the dog inside.

I could have drop kicked the damn dog clear across the yard. I might should have. The dog's an ass.

I went and sat in my car. He said he'd get the cats out but he couldn't get my broken backhatch lever to work. I said "it's broken because Albany asshole tried to break into my car." He said he was sorry his daughters dog bit me. I said sorry doesn't cut it.

Finally his wife came out and immediately began apologizing. I said I'd need to see proof of rabies vaccine and they're supposed to supply me that. She said if I wanted to go to a doctor, they would pay. She looked at the wound and said she was sorry again.

So I didn't go trap anymore cats. I came home, sobbing part way, but it's frustration, sadness and lonliness crying. Sure, the dog bite hurts. I had told the woman I don't go to the doctor for bite wounds unless they get infected and unless an owner can't produce proof of rabies vaccine. They don't have any clue the severe injuries I've sustained. This is like a bee sting, painwise by comparison.

They've had trouble with this dog and were afraid he'd bite someone. He hasn't lived there long, I guess.

I reacted out of the stress and exhaustion of just today and the endless sadness that comes with trying to hold a finger in the dam here in Linn County, for the animals.