Hey there. Oh man... What a weekend it has been. I haven't really had much of a chance to rest during the weekend since I've pretty much dedicated that time to prep for my son's first birthday. We're going with a Super Mario Bros. theme and since it's difficult (and expensive) to buy licensed Mario stuff, the wife and I have been pretty much created all the decorations ourselves. We've already spent a lot of hours getting them done and we're in the last week before the party and we're still not done!!! Here goes the breakdown of our weekend...
So Saturday rolls around and we're up and ready to go. We figured that we could avoid traffic and what not if we head on over to downtown LA to check out the vendors there that sell party supplies and piñatas. We got a tip from my compadre that there is a "party district" there and they have all kinds of stuff. He was certain that we would find it there. So 10 am rolls around and we're almost ready to go when I hear children scream, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! OH NOOOOOOOOO!!!! DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!"
So I get up and run outside, thinking that one of the neighbor kids is hurt or something is wrong. There is a lot of commotion on their side of the fence so I go around and end up in their yard. I see my dog, Lucy, and their dog, fighting. Now... Lucy is small dog. She's what you would call a Chihuahua Terrier. No more than a foot tall. The neighbor's dog? Well... she's a Pitbull. Yup. Lucy got into it with a pitbull and instead of her saying, "Oh crap this is a monstrous dog, I don't have a chance!", she's up all in the business snapping and biting back. The neighbor get's his dog's attention long enough for me to yell at Lucy. Lucy then trots of in my direction, looking like a bloody mess. I apologize profusely to the neighbor for Lucy getting into his yard and he dismissed it as Lucy just doing what she's born to do. We have this issue where Lucy and Lacy (both chihuahua terriers) dig under the fence and venture into their yard. They don't mind, since they're good dogs. They don't destroy anything and they play with the neighbor kids. The neighbor explained to me that Lucy was trying to get under the fence and when he saw her, he helped her over. That's when Lucy saw his dog (which was in heat) and they started getting into it with each other.
So I go back into my yard to check up on Lucy. She's bloody, but I don't see blood pouring out of her. She does have a 1cm hole in her face. I could literally see inside her face and that's when I decided that she can't stay outside. She could get that infected and what not. I take her inside and start looking up vets. Considering that it's a Saturday, I wasn't expecting to find any open. I called a few "emergency vets" and was told that her wound was not considered an emergency since it wasn't life threatening and was given instructions on how to care for her at home. So I go off into the drugstore and buy a bandage wrap, some gauze, closure strips and some peroxide. I clean her up as best as I could and get to work. I cleaned out the wound, closed it, and wrapped it up. She's looking a little funny, but at least she's on her way to recovery. Check out the pic I took of her, looking like, well... she just got off a fight with a pitbull.
|Lucy... Looking like Rocky Balboa. Hopefully, she'll learn to stop picking fights with pitbulls.|