I thought I was dead. I was sure that the bright light I was seeing was the pathway to the Rainbow Bridge that takes you to doggie heaven. I saw my life flash before my eyes in that moment. And it was beautiful.
All-the-while I cried. I cried that piercing awful doggie squeal that mom has said tears at her heart. And that’s when I felt the urge to fight back. I wasn’t done with my mom and dad yet. I loved them too much to give up this beautiful life they’ve brought me into. So I wiggled and squiggled and then bam. I fell to the ground.
It all happened so fast, I didn’t even know what was happening until it was over. It was surreal listening to mom (somewhat hysterically) relaying the information to the veterinary clinic when we were on a car ride a few moments later.
It was just the dog and his people at the park that day. The dog was on a picnic table, which never stopped me before and certainly wouldn’t have stopped me that day. I hopped up to greet him but he didn’t want to greet me. Instead, he grabbed me by my neck and dangled me there, swinging me around from his teeth from his perch atop the table. And it hurt. It still did, I realized then, on my neck and by my left eye. It hurt a lot.
But I wasn’t afraid. I listened to mom finish recounting the story when we got to the veterinary clinic about how the people ran off with their dog immediately upon him releasing me and said nothing but “don’t worry, he has his shots.” She was a wreck. And yet I knew everything would be okay.
The doctor lady looked me over, paying special attention to my eye as she told mom that I was very lucky. “(That particular breed) has curved teeth that could have very easily taken out his eye today,” she told mom. Then she looked at me and said “you’re very lucky, little Wiley.”
I’ve never thought of myself as particularly lucky, but I suppose I was that day. But it wasn’t all luck. I realized that today, one year later, as mom and I spent some quality time together at that same park. It was because I am blessed. With a loving family and a beautiful life filled with second chances. I certainly got another chance at life that day, for which I will be forever grateful.
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Oh wow. I’m glad the rainbow bridge didn’t need you just yet Wiley.
Me too! 🙂
I am so grateful you survived that horrible attack! Woooooowooooooo!
You and me both, friend. 🙂
You are not done with your people Wiley, that’s why your still here. It wasn’t your time. Big hugs.
You’re right about that, dear Jackie! I’m not done with my people – forever people, as well as all the loving people in the blogosphere.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Oh. My. God! Wiley! I’m so relieved you are all right. And still in one piece. You and our dear Beau have the same problem. Too friendly. Too trusting. For you the default is that strangers are friendly until proven otherwise. Sigh!
It sounds like Beau and I would get along swimmingly! I just don’t understand how being too friendly and too trusting can be a bad thing…but I digress.
Lots of love to the family,
Wiles
How scary – I’m so glad that you are healing and safe now. That must have been awful for your mom. I hope she is okay now too. Family sticks together Wiley. Take it easy as you recover and thanks to Mom for getting you to the vet so quickly.
Dear Sandy,
It was indeed a struggle for my dear mom. She recovered all right because of exactly what you said – family sticks together.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Glad you are safe, lucky! Be good now 🙂
Me? Be good? Never! 😉
Oh Wiley I am so glad you are here with us, that must have been so scary for you and your mum and dad. I do hope that other dog never comes near you again.
Take it easy my friend and have a wonderful gentle hug from. (It was scary to read this even) Love you Wiles! ♥
Dear friend,
So sorry to have scared you! Though it was indeed pretty scary to live through, for both me and my mom. I don’t think I’ll ever see that scary dog again.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Wyles, you little fiend! You had my heart ripping out of my chest! I was visualizing you and your poor, very pregnant Mom trying to get you into the car…. Nonetheless, so happy you made it and kudos to your Mom for keeping her head – not easy when someone you love is injured. I am so glad it was a year ago instead of today. As storytellers go, Wyles, are you sure you don’t have any Irish (settler?) in you?
Dear friend,
I’m sorry to have played with your emotions like that. That was not my intention. 😉 My life is a myriad of stories – no Irish blood necessary. Though I’ve heard the Irish are lucky. And fun. So maybe I am part Irish. Who knows? I may never know, but I’ve come to see this mystery as part of my charm. 🙂
Lots of love, dear friend.
Wiles
“I’ve come to see this mystery as part of my charm. :)” Wyles, proof positive, that is exactly how the Irish would answer. So, we’re related! Grin.
Yay! I’d be happy to be related to you, dear friend!
So happy you are okay! What awful people. At the very least, they should have paid for your veterinary care. The first week I had Mr. K, he challenged a rottweiler to a dual and very quickly found himself dangling from the rottie’s mouth by his own teeth. It’s a scary feeling not knowing what’s going to happen. You are very lucky! Much love, The Scottie Mom.
Oh my goodness! I shudder to think about dear Mr. K encountering this kind of stress! And you, for that matter, dear Scottie Mom! I saw how scary it was for my mom, so I know it wasn’t easy for you to keep your cool in that situation. I’m glad you are both okay!
Much love,
Wiles
Wow Wiley that was a bad adventure. And the people of the dog what hurted you were not nice. I’m always careful when I greet other doggies since the bad ole malinois bit me in my cheek and my dad in his paw.
I don’t like bad adventures. And I don’t like hearing you and your dad had a similar situation – not one bit. But I should take a lesson from your handbook, dear brother, in being more careful.
All my best,
Wiles
Oh dear, what a awfull experience! Happy to have you ‘around’ healthy and well!
Thank you! And welcome! I love new paw prints on my pages. Please come visit me some more soon!
Lots of love,
Wiley
What a scary story, Wiles! I’m happy there’s a happy ending and a second chance to enjoy your second chance. xoxo
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Dear Cupcake,
Yet another example of how important second (and third and fifteenth) chances are to us canines. Maybe it’s us that have the nine lives (not those felines)??
Lots of love,
Wiles
I am so glad you were OK Wiley
Thank you…me too! Moments like this make me so happy to be alive. 🙂
Sending you a massive hug – typists dog has been attacked a couple of times and it is horrible!
I love big massive hugs! They are so much better than regular hugs! Thank you!
Lots of love,
Wiles
Oh Wiley! I haven’t been on my computer for nearly a week and what do I find? Poor little Wiles has been attacked by a cowardly cur, who then ran off with his equally cowardly owners. I won’t call them his “people” because dog people don’t behave like that. They are equally concerned for other people’s dogs as they are for their own. Be careful my dear friend, we want to be able to read your blog for many years to come.
love,
Lyn and Cally
P/S My daughter phoned me the other day to let me know she is having another baby. Woo Hoo! I’m going to be a grandma again 😀 This will be her fifth bubba and my 9th grandbaby.
Hello dear Lyn,
Goodness, I’m sorry to startle you. That was not a nice thing to do after you’d been away for a while. But I do agree with your idea not to call the dog’s people his “people” because they didn’t behave as such. My mom is always watching out for other doggies (not just me) at the park. Thank you for your kind words about blogging for years to come, too! It gets tough sometimes to come up with things to share, so that means a lot!
Lots of love,
Wiles
Ps—That is fabulous news about your grandbaby!!!! You are so blessed to have number nine to look forward to! When is she due?
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It was the doggie-scare of a lifetime.
I am so glad you have been given several “second chances”. We are blessed by that. So many of us have those second chances as well but often, I don’t think we take advantage or are as grateful as we should be. You certainly have used yours well and shown your gratitude. The Japanese have words for deep gratitude, “Fukai kansha”. It is said in times, with a deep solemn bow, when we are deeply and humbly grateful, beyond mere thanks. I think you know the meaning of those words well.