One of my worst nightmares became a reality on Sunday night. I went on a walk with Clover (in a stroller), Harriet, and Eli. Harriet was racing ahead so she stayed out of danger, thankfully. Eli was next to me while I pushed the stroller when a pit bull came charging full speed at us from one of the houses we were passing. It was growling and baring its teeth and was clearly not friendly.
My first thought was pretty rational. I grabbed for Eli to pull him between me and the stroller and then I started to tell him to just stay still, but he screamed and ran away before I could get a good grip on him.
Then the pit bull started chasing him. That was the worst part of the whole thing. A stupid, ugly, monster dog chasing my six year-old.
I started chasing after Eli to try and do something, anything, to protect him. As soon as I started moving the dog flipped around and ran right at me. I screamed and acted all panicked because at that point everything I know about staying calm around aggressive dogs had pretty much become inaccessible in my brain.
Eli said the dog bit the back of my skirt when I turned around, but I didn't feel anything. The dog was definitely acting like it was about to bite me--lunging at me and growling.
At that point the owners arrived on the scene and the two of them jumped on the dog and dragged it back to their house.
Cowen said he's seen that dog before--always with a muzzle on.
Some dogs should be shot. That dog is one of them. Especially as it lives only one street away from my children where they frequently ride their bikes. I hate pit bulls.
2 weeks ago