The rain held up enough yesterday afternoon (Friday), and I was irked that I didn't walk very long on Thursday, so I set off. I had an awesome pace going on, and was about 10 minutes from home at a park when I saw a lady with her little, as I call them "shit-mouthed dog," on a leash walking towards a garbage can. I was in my own world, listening to my fantasy football podcast, and as I saw the dog and the owner head for the sidewalk, I started to look down towards my feet until we passed each other. As much as I really do love dogs, I don't like little yippy dogs (annoying), and I don't like to make eye contact with people on my walks...I don't know why I am like this, I just am. Anyway, I am walking, looking down and away from little crap dog and her owner, when suddenly the dog lunges at my thigh, nips once to attempt a grip, then twice tearing at my pants and biting my leg. The owner was in shock, she pulled it off me as a scrap of my pants fluttered from the dog's mouth as I stood in shock. I was just minding my own business. I didn't even look at the ugly dog--it wasn't an awesome dog like the greyhounds and great danes and labs that live by me, it was an ugly thing like this:
WTF did I do to make it attack me?
So, since I am a total nimrod, I looked at the owner and she had complete terror in her eyes and she said "I am so sorry." I mumbled, "That's allright," AND KEPT WALKING.
Yes. I am a dumbass.
Why am I a dumb ass? Well, I was wearing my favorite workout pants, and they are now ruined. I didn't even get the name of the person whose dog attacked me, and as people on facebook pointed out to me, what if it had been a little kid that the dog bit--or bites next?
|I am more mad about my pants being wrecked than anything else.|
Today I am bruised around the bite area, and I am feeling guilty for not reporting it. So I will. I guess i get frustrated by our litigious society and didn't want anything bad to happen to the dog or its owner, even if I was attacked unprovoked, it really isn't that big of a deal.
But the more I think about this, the angrier I get. Anyone else in my situation would have stopped the owner and gotten her information and reported the bite right away.
Who else but my dumb ass would be more concerned about keeping my awesome walking pace going than stopping for valuable information?
ARGH. I wish I was more assertive sometimes.
I'm just not. :(