Today has been so rubbish for my poor Candy! She was booked in for her booster at the vets which meant taking 2 buses that took just over an hour. Needless to say she was very uncomfortable with everybody walking back and forth so on the way back we decided to sit in the normal seats where she could hide away. We had to wait a while for her appointment and she was so uncomfortable, I went round the back and got her some water (the other staff didn't know I was bringing my dog in and didn't know it was me so I had a few people freak out when I went into the staff only door
) which she drunk a lot of but was soon fed up again. She had her appointment pretty fast, got told she was fat (not because of us! We've been working on cutting her weight with daily walks twice a day) and then got poked with a nasty injection. She didn't wince though, she dealt with that just fine. I guess on the 11th shot you must get pretty bored huh?
We came out of the vets and got on a bus for about 25 minutes. Jack had to pick something up from a health centre so me and Candy waited outside. Luckily that didn't take long but she certainly didn't appreciate all of the idiots in the town centre (neither did I, somebody just got mugged!). We walked back to the bus station and as we approached it I noticed another dog, a staffy. I'm definitely not one for picking on a breed, I'm all deed not breed, but the thug that was walking it told me it wasn't going to be a pleasant dog. At first I thought it was leashed, but nope. We have a leash law here and the Neanderthals were happy not to abide by it. As soon as this dog saw Candy it came running over in an aggressive manor. It went for Candy and as soon as it touched her I shoved her into a shop doorway I was passing I had to literally kick this dog square in the face and it STILL wasn't giving up. It's owner came over and punched and kicked it over and over again until it got off and thankfully Candy wasn't hurt. I however was. Not physically, but emotionally. I should NEVER have to hurt an animal and most certainly not because some vile human beings fight them and such. It not only needed a leash, but a muzzle too and if ANYTHING had happened to my old girl I would be dragging him to the vets to fix it. All he said was "sorry love". I went ballistic and many foul words later he had scrambled off back to his hole. Candy wasn't hurt, as I said just, but she was SO shook up. She didn't want to move at all. I managed to get her to the doorway of the mall and Jack went inside to grab some lunch. I burst into tears about what had just happened and some guy handing out leaflets came running over. He told me I was brave for putting my dog first even though I could have gotten hurt badly. I said I acted completely on impulse. I may be shy most of the time but NOBODY harms my kids. He was very comforting and stayed with me until Jack came back out, I couldn't control my shaking and I thought I was going to be sick. I felt SO guilty about that guys dog but at the end of the day it seemed like it was used to it. I don't get it. He KNEW his dog was like that as well, so why didn't he just leash it!? Poor Candy
I got on another bus and took her to a park she hadn't been to before so she could experience something nice. When we got there, we saw another staffy that was a spitting imagine of the one that had attacked her. She lay down on the floor and wouldn't move. I could not get her to budge. This dog was lovely too and it was a shame because it didn't mean any harm. She had her ears down, tail in between her legs and wouldn't come to me what so ever. I bought her some tennis balls which I had remembered I bought with me so I got one out and she was soon in a better mood. We had a really nice walk around there after that and sat in what little sun we had for a bit. She had some more to drink and I gave her some treats
On the way home I popped into my grandparents to see the rest of the flock and she was so pooped. You know when dogs look depressed? She stayed like that for hours. Wouldn't do anything but hide up the corner (she's actually doing it now at the foot of my bed). We got on one last bus to get home and when we got off, she tried to sniff a guys leg. He shoved her away and said "get that filthy f****** thing away from me, disgusting!" to me!!! Poor baby! She looks SO sad! She loves to say hello to people and all she got was a shove! Horrible, horrible man. Candy is definitely not filthy or disgusting. She's well groomed, beautiful and smells awesome (pet head products of course!)
What a rubbish day she has had!!! I had to share it, because I needed to rant
Here she is about an hour after the attack
Not a single bad bone in her